Been hanging out at the sister's place since Thursday evening, and on a whim this afternoon we decided to go watch "Shall We Dance", a movie starring Richard Gere and Jennifer Lopez. I do love dancing movies, Dirty Dancing is one of my favourite movies despite its cheesiness and I highly appreciate dancing in porn as well.
My love for dance can be attributed to my mom, she used to always tell me one thing when I was a kid - "Son, you can be fat and ugly but if you can dance the chicks will come". I took those words to heart and started emulating dance legends like Fred Astaire and John Travolta and the Bee Gees. I would dance whenever and wherever I could, despite the fact that it got me beat up pretty often in primary school. Yup they used to try and break my legs to stop me but thankfully they never succeeded. Hey this was how school was back in those days.
In high school there was this gal I was really interested in but was always too shy to approach. But one day I asked her to the prom dance and amazingly she said yes. I was looking forward to impressing her with my dance moves that night.
That night came and as the music started playing I started doing my thing. The music was unfamiliar to me, it was some guy called Vanilla Ice but it didn't matter. I started twirling and skipping around the dancefloor. I felt like I was one with the dancefloor; that I was but an extension of it and everything else was just a blur, at one point it seemed as if I was alone on that floor. Pretty soon I noticed that everyone else had stopped dancing and were watching in awe the amazing spectacle (AKA me) before them. Finally the music stopped, and I stood silent waiting for the applause.
But what I got was laughter and jeers. And worse of all my date was joining them in laughing at me. Confusion turned quickly to embarrassment, and then to anger. How dare she laughed at me. I walked out of there with my head held high, with the laughter still ringing in my ears. I got my revenge that night, my date never knew what hit her as she walked back home, don't think she will ever be able to smile again. That will teach her to laugh at me. But I have yet to dance since that night and probably never will.
Anyway I digress, back to the movie. The one good point about the movie was J Lo's hot as hell bod. Man she has a body to die for and she knows how to work it. Bad points: Almost everything else! J Lo spends way too much time looking unhappy and forlorn and not moving her butt! For a dance movie there really isn't that much dancing, and even then the scenes are relatively tame (the waltz is not sexy). Can't believe Susan Sarandon acted in this, she was completely wasted in her role as the wife. I wouldn't really recommend it.