Dancing is so rejuvenating, and I haven't really gone out and danced for a long time, I really think that I needed it. I always danced as a child and continued to do it passionately throughout primary and secondary school. I even took casual ballroom dancing classes as an adult for a few years in Ballarat; I don't really know why I ever gave it all up. I guess that it is just what we do, we let go of things over time, we get distracted and we just move on to something new and forget how much we really loved certain things until we get a taste of them again.
For as long as I can recall I have always loved to dance and lose myself in the rhythm, but there aren't that many opportunities to do that in the adult world. As a kid you can pretty much dance anywhere and it is not only socially acceptable but it is also pretty fricken adorable as well. As an adult, dancing around is about as far from adorable as one can get. People will either think that you're a looney, a lush, an exhibitionist or an idiot if you start busting out the moves everywhere you go. If you aren't taking a proper dance class or privately gyrating around your own living room, it is really only drunken swaggers at local clubs and bars that allow for adults to dance freely. Hmmmm, I think that I have just spotted a hole in the market here.
I don't actually need to be drunk to enjoy dancing, I really love to dance sobre just as much as I do when I am drunk, but there are not many chances to do that without looking weird or stupid. That is probably why I stopped dancing, because when adults dance around it is considered weird or stupid, unless you're drunk and then it is totally okay. How sad that we have to get all of our jumping around with our friends out of our systems when we are kids because we just can't do that when we're adults without being judged for it. I have to say that I loved my chance to shake it all out on Friday night and I find it really sad that I won't have a chance to do that with those terrific people for a very long time (if ever) again. I think I need to find an adult dance class that will accept old and not terribly good dancers into the fold because I think that I need more of that action in my life.
Release Date: 2000
Running Time: 110 mins
A British dance film based on the life of an eleven year old, coal miner's son, that wants to be a ballet dancer. Billy Elliot went on to be adapted for the West End stage in 2005, and has continued to enjoy a lot of success as a Broadway musical.
In a mining town named Everington Village, young Billy Elliot (Jamie Bell) secretly dreams of being a dancer. He lives with his widowed father, Jackie and older brother Tony, who are both coal miners involved in the UK miners strike of 1984-85. Billy's father wants him to be a boxer, but Billy's desire to dance sees him secretly attending ballet classes behind his father's back. When Jackie and Tony learn about Billy's dancing, he must try to break down their preconceived ideas about dancers, in order to realise his dreams.
This is a simple and sweet movie; extremely charming and at times deeply touching. I laughed and I cried, it's a fabulous depiction of big dreams in a blue collared, small minded community and was easily the best 'feel good' film of 2000.
FINAL SAY: I don't want a childhood. I want to be a ballet dancer.
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