35, if you must know.

Rating: Null/10 (7 June 2001)

Of all the biographical information a reviewer could give of him/her self, I find myself wishing to know the age of my fellow imdb members. It is because I suspect that the rave reviews for Moulin Rouge come from the very young. They are flattered by the use of pop music and M-TV pacing, and they haven't lived long enough yet to find the "love story" insipid and predictable. Of course the lead actors are pretty much kids them self, and the characters they were playing where probably meant to be no more than 21 themselves. Dance hall girls don't stay fresh looking that long, in that case it is perhaps better to die young. And young bohemian boys go back to London to join Daddy's firm to remember, from time to time, their halcyon days; or they stay artists in Paris, and fall in love with a score of other girls in turn. (Mercury salts were the only effective cure for vererial disease at the time.)
Here's a tip, read Hemingway's A Movable Feast, (don't mention it to a soul you know in Hollywood, or Sidney, or London.) There you'll find everything you need to know about Paris 100 years ago, about gossip, betrayal, drunkenness, gambling, infidelity, and a very poor man trying honestly to write. Play the radio at the same time if you think it needs some sound track other than its own. Then take your irony pills and realize that a movie that seeks to flatter you probably does so because it isn't much good in its own right.