54 is so squeeky clean it might be produced by Disney. And if at first glance there might appear to be similarities between 54 and "Boogie Nights" then the similarity is restricted to the era alone.

54 is directed by Mark Christopher: it's his first picture, and it shows.

The story of the film concerns New York's infamous Studio 54, home of the glamorous and exciting elite. A ticket to 54 comes to through fame, infamy, or exceptional good looks, and so we meet our protagonists, one such beauty who is selected from the crowd to enter the hallowed halls on infamy.

Once inside, our blonde and beautiful Jersey boy shows us a couple of eyebrow raising scenes, but it's all pretty tame. Like Dirk Diggler, he is soon absorbed into the madding crowd of the club, but unlike Boogie Nights, nothing seems to rub off on the characters. Mike Myers plays the brains behind the operation, but he's such a pussycat one wonders how he ever stayed in business at all.

There are a few disco numbers that are fun but limp and a few subplots that Mickey Mouse might have authored. Neve Campbell plays a Jersey girl trying to get to the top. She falls for our hero, but rejects him for more powerful beaus, only to turn back to him in two shakes when she has an epiphany that her lifestyle is poor.

Similarly, there is some drug use that is abruptly and apparently easily halted. So if there are moments of delight in 54 they are few and far between. For the most part the film is a superficial little dabble into 70's culture that will probably seem a lot more appealing in the video market.