Flasdance, again

At the library this week, I saw Flashdance sitting on the shelf… so I checked it out. It has been years since I have seen this movie, and quite honestly, I have seen it well over a hundred times. Why, you might righteously ask? Because we owned the movie when I was a kid; and it was one of two movies we did own… the other being Lady Sings the Blues—and as much as I love Billie Holiday now, it was not something I could truly appreciate at 10(ish). Besides, Flashdance was my brothers favorite movie, and we had to watch it daily so he could dance all the routines with the movie. He also knew Saturday Night Fever and Stayin’ Alive, too… but hey, I knew all the soundtracks and could sign along and knew every line Sandy had in Grease, so it’s all good.

Digression? I’m writing a blog about Flashdance—I don’t think there is much more of a digression than that! You’re probably all be wishing I had more to say about K-Fed tonight than learning the scary truth that not only did I worship Olivia Newton-John, I recently downloaded her greatest hits to my iPod… Hey, my childhood was not all Wonder Woman Underoos, folks!

So, Flashdance. At once time, I thought this was a fine piece of cinema. I was heartbroken to learn that whatshername didn’t do her dancing and had a body double. As an adult, it is obvious when you see full body shots, because the wig is terrible, and not always staying on too well; especially in that last dance scene where she’s auditioning. I should ask my mom if that was so noticeable when it first came out. Maybe things like that take a critical eye, and 500 viewings?

The movie, still, is quite fun and provides a lesson we should all remember—it doesn’t matter what your dream is, so long as its pursuit is what makes you happy… and if along the way, you get a rich boyfriend to call his buddies on the art council, all the better. Do I believe neighborhood kid did good and now is the owner of a large construction company—yes… do I believe he has high powered friends on the Art Council? Not really; which is why the writers give him a snobby ex-wife. Still—there is nothing like a far-fetched, theme-worn movie on a Thursday night to not only provide some entertainment while wrapping a birthday present and writing a proposal, but to make you feel old. Yeah, this movie is over 20 years old, and that makes me…. Finished with this entry.

Good night!