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After two viewings, I confess no love for the other May project set in Miami Beach, The Birdcage (1996); she wrote the screenplay for this exhausting, ultra-nelly, Mike Nichols–directed remake of the gay farce La Cage aux Folles.

Mike Nichols, a real director, nails The Birdcage, whose of-its-time (to say the least) sexual politics can't be unpacked here at length here but which are staged with Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?-esque precision. The Birdcage splits the difference between manic Robin and the somber version; he rides the dial back and forth as the situation demands.

Robin Williams (admirably restrained, apart from the dance medley you saw in the commercials) and Nathan Lane are in fine form, but their relationship is so completely devoid of passion that The Birdcage essentially becomes the farcical flipside of Philadelphia -- a safe, wholesome film featuring gay characters that middle America can comfortably embrace (since they scarcely touch each other, and conform to accepted -- and ludicrous -- notions of who gays are ).

This isn't the supreme masterpiece it might have been, but Nichols's direction is very polished and some of the lines and details are awfully funny.