When ""heart-throb"" Antonio Banderas first turns away from an empty bar and starts banging out Oh, What A Circus at the beginning of Evita, the urge to titter is nearly unbearable. For 30 seconds more, it's fairly ludicrous; after that, the noisy strength of the song - - and the gob-smackingly spectacular montage sequence that accompanies it - - defies you not to get carried away by the heel-clicking energy of it all. You won't hear another laugh in the next two hours.
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