No one's going to dispute whether Ruby Rhod should have been in The Fifth Element. His wildly exaggerated, David Bowie-meets-Morning-Zoo-DJ routine is nothing short of delightful. Ruby injects pure aeresol caffeine into any scene he's in. The only problem I have is regarding his profession. It's the year 2263, and one of the most popular stars in the galaxy is... on the radio. There's no video recording depicted in the movie, so all anyone is getting is the sound feed from Ruby's headset and stylish cane/microphone combo.
Ruby doesn't dance in his over-the-top costumes for anyone else other than the people in his line of sight. And probably because he knows he's hot Hot HOT
About 50 billion people tune in to Ruby's show on a regular basis, but man, these people don't have the internet? TV? Netflix? There are a ton of entertainment alternatives in the year 2015, so you'd have to imagine that by 2263 the human race probably would have collectively moved on from radio.
Ruby is great for us, the audience because we can see how ridiculous he is at the same time that we're hearing his silly dialogue. But nobody in the galaxy seems to mind that they can't witness his adventures for themselves. Yet, even Ruby is thrilled at just how damned good his show was during the Floston Paradise shootout.
Was it really the "best show you ever did," though? The other programs we see Ruby put on are aided by scripts, special sound effects, and high production value. For most of the action scenes leading up to the destruction of Floston Paradise, all listeners are probably hearing is a series of gunshots, explosions and high-pitched screams. It's not like Ruby is equipped with Google Glass to stream out his harrowing experience to his fans. Instead, all that dead air would likely make for a terrible show.
The tech in this movie really is all over the place. On one hand, we have amazing advances we'll likely never see in our lifetimes, like flying cars, magic medical machinery and insta-chicken microwaves. On the flipside, everyone still talks on primitive cell phones, radio shows are super-popular and email is trumped by paper mail, sent through what must be ridiculously expensive pneumatic tubes.
The explanation of these disparities is probably simpler than you think. See, director and expert Frenchman Luc Besson wrote the script for this movie in the late 70s, when he was still in high school. Back then, snail mail and radio were still viable means of communication. So what we ended up with was a supergreen sci-fi movie in 1999 that should have come out 20 years earlier. To be fair, I don't think anyone is complaining.
Diva Plava Laguna's fantastical, impossible voice made for a great backdrop to a neat action sequence, but the role of the character itself is pretty strange. It seems as though the Diva is in league with the robot armadillo turtles, but since they don't bother to show up for the rest of the movie, it's up to her to guard the stones that everyone wants. Before she gets a chance to hand over the goods to Korben and Leeloo, the Diva gets shot through the stomach.
In her dying breaths, the Diva tells Korben that "the stones are in me." Like literally in her body.
So many questions here. The Diva can't have planned to get murdered by a stray bullet, so the stones would have had to come of her out some other way. Was there a surgeon on hand with a laser cutter, or was someone just gonna stab her and rip the stones out when the time came? There aren't a lot of sound alternatives, though we should probably not discount the possibility that the Diva was going to pop a squat and take the world's most excruciating blue shit.
You figure they have to come out the way they came in, but it's not clear how the stones got into her body in the first place. They're pretty big artifacts -- they must have taken up her whole torso.
It's not hard to believe that an exotic blue alien with lots of tubes attached to her head might have a different biological makeup. Maybe she's made of goo inside, like a giant blue Gusher. Then again, if her stomach is just jelly, why did a shot to the stomach kill her if that's about where the stones were? There can't have been any important organs in that area. If someone is familiar with this particular species' anatomy, I'd be grateful for any help. The official Fruit Gushers website is, for once, not very useful.