Thursday, April 15, 2010

Saturday Night Febrile Disease: Douche bags, Dirt bags, and the Misguided Heart.

Please don’t take the title into consideration when I say this was one of the few movies so far that I was able to connect with the main character. Tony Manero was personable on the level of wanting to change his ways, to grow up and make something of himself. He saw himself wanting to grow apart from his old life and friends. Not that I want to leave my old lifestyle and friends as he did, but to start a new chapter in life. Literally his lifestyle and the path he was taking would have been the death of him and his dancing. I mean look at his younger friend Bobby C. was a prime example of the end result of their lifestyle and beliefs. He got a girl pregnant, had no clue what to do and ended up dancing on a bridge and falling off. Oh the bridge, across the way is another life and a different way with much opportunity. So don’t dance around on the bridge to opportunity and goof off, you might slip and fall.

Like to apologize for my late post, wrote it and forgot to post, let time slip.

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