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Wed, 01 Feb 2012

A Steel-Town Girl on a Saturday Night

A few nights ago, I saw Flashdance for the first time ever, a mere 30 years behind the rest of the world. When it started (thank you, TiVo!) I pretty much assumed that I had seen it before, since it's an 80s standard. I figured that even if I hadn't seen it, I must have seen enough snippets here and there to be able to claim to have seen the whole thing. I was wrong. I'd seen the classic "Maniac" workout scene of course, and somehow I'd seen the climactic dance audition at the end. Other than that, it was all fresh to me.

The movie is basically Rocky with dancing instead of boxing, and with twice as many inspiring musical montages, which is a lot when you consider how many inspiring musical montages are in Rocky. Jennifer Beals is an 18-year-old wannabe ballet dancer who has no formal training. By day she works as a welder in a Pittsburg steel mill. By night she is a ... I want to say "stripper," but that isn't quite right because she doesn't take off her clothes. You might say, "burlesque dancer" but that would give the wrong image, too. She works in a dive bar full of blue-collar steelworkers that serves huge pastrami sandwiches and has entertainment that includes both stand-up comedy and clothed sexy dancing involving elaborate choreography, costumes, strobe lights, mime makeup, and stunts. The dancers take off some of their clothes, but they're never naked. The focus is more on the costumes and choreography, which the steel mill guys eat up, even though they never tip. There doesn't seem to be any kind of tipping system for the dancers whatsoever. They just come out, dance, maybe take off their jacket or something, and leave to thunderous applause from exhausted dudes in coveralls eating fried foods. You assume that the bar must pay them generously out of the pastrami-sandwich profits.

Jennifer Beals does all this because she wants to earn enough money to study at a fancy dance academy. She lives by herself in a warehouse loft, and you never see her parents because they live in Altoona, which is practically another planet. We never learn how long she has been a welder/burlequish dancer, but she must have been living on her own for years because we do learn that she's saved enough money to pay for the school and all of her expenses. All she has to do now is get up the guts to apply for an audition.

This movie really made me think, not about dancing or about pursuing your dreams (okay ... a little bit about dancing and pursuing your dreams) but about 80s movies in general and how they stand out in the history of cinema. Some thoughts:

While I watched the movie and attempted to suspend my disbelief so I could enjoy it, I ran into a few points that might be troubling for younger viewers, who might find them odd or unbelievable.

So anyway, sorry this was so long. If it's any consolation to you, I also recently saw Girls Just Wanna Have Fun for the first time, and I decided to keep my opinions on that movie to myself.


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