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Saturday Night Fever
Nineteen-year-old Tony Manero lives for Saturday nights at the local disco, where he's king of the dance floor. But outside of the club, things don't look so rosy. At home, he fights constantly with his father and has to compete with his family's starry-eyed view of his older brother, a priest. Then, he meets Stephanie at the disco and they agree to dance together in a competition. Stephanie resists Tony's attempts to romance her, as she aspires to greater things; she is moving across the river to Manhattan. Gradually, Tony also becomes disillusioned with the life he is leading and he and Stephanie decide to help one another to start afresh
There are movies that manage to capture the times they are portraying perfectly. Saturday Night Fever is so seventies you can almost smell the Hai Karate and Brut oozing from the pores of John Travolta's Tony Manero, the undisputed king of disco dancing in his native Brooklyn. That however is where the fairy-tales of the local kid from the neighborhood branching out as a star end. This isn't Glee, there are no happy endings here among the flick-knives and the tortured Catholic upbringing of our Italian/American brothers. Travolta and his brooding good looks and snake-like hips do catch the eye on the dance-floor, but this is about so much more than just that. Yes there are some incredible dance sequences…
Capturing both an iconic cultural moment and youth's swagger and repugnance, John Badham's "Saturday Night Fever" is a sweat-beaded, polyester-clad drama about the search for identity. While today the film may be most recognizable for its in-the-moment depiction of New York's disco scene, the film can go toe-to-toe with most memorable film dealing with youth culture. The film has its flaws, but it is an infectious and energetically crafted confection.
Taking place in a moment when disco beats ruled the airwaves, the drama follows John Travolta's Tony Manero, a 19-year-old Brooklynite with few designs on a future other than one that includes dancing the night away. The film is less plot-driven than it is a pop-accessible character study of a…
Review In A Nutshell:
Saturday Night Fever follows the story of a young man from Brooklyn, Tony Manero, who has a passion for dancing and frequently hangs out with his friends. He then signs himself up in a dancing competition hosted in his favorite club, 2001 Odyssey, with a talented woman who loves dancing as much as he does.
A few years ago, when I was around 15-16 years old, I was into the trends that were found during the time, and one of those included dancing. Most of my life during that time was preoccupied by these trends as I truly wanted to be perfect at it, and show my "skills" off with any chance I get. Though I…
Never realized before how essentially plotless this is—ostensibly, it's building to the big dance contest, but nobody really seems to care all that much who wins (as reflected in the outcome), and the Tony-Stephanie duet was always destined to be anticlimactic after "You Should Be Dancing." I wrote a Scenic Routes column on the latter scene a while back, and those thoughts ably reflect my feelings about the movie as a whole, in terms of both its electrifying formal aspects (Badham's navigation of the 2001 Odyssey is virtuosic; what happened to that guy?) and the way it integrates darker material with the escapism. Also surprisingly deft with subtext—you'd have to be fairly dense not to grasp the metaphorical significance when Tony rattles off multiple statistics about the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, but it still works beautifully as a character moment, doesn't clonk you on the head with Meaning. Nicely done.
Before he creeped out The Oscars and worshipped intergalactic overlords, John Travolta owned the dancefloor in this eargasmic disco drama. 10/10 to the amazing soundtrack and 7/10 to the engaging story between each spellbinding boogie session. After a long and energy-draining 11-hour shift, it sure made my saturday night!
Future viewings will determine if the slight reservations I have with this are actually just reservations with the disco aesthetic itself. Either way, this is a pretty masterful, harrowing character study that somehow sneaked its way into the pop culture fabric in a way that few harrowing character studies do (this is like the disco Taxi Driver!). Good movie, wish I'd first watched it years ago.
I can't believe I'm rating it this high. But the truth is, my preconceived notions about this film were totally wrong. I thought it to be a cheesy 70s cash-in of the disco era and a vehicle for the Bee-Gees to sell their music. It's actually a much grittier drama than I would have ever anticipated, and in context, the film is not cheesy at all.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I saw Saturday Night Fever for the first time recently and then I watched it three days in a row. I like the fashions, the dancing and The Beegees. the light dusting of backseat rape and suicide at the end is a nice touch, as well
It's a dated, silly, often times ridiculous movie about disco dancing, but it serves as a fantastic time capsule to another era. The music is unbelievable. The fun of it all is infectious. You should be dancing!
Pretty great. This movie's dark content often gets passed over for the great dance sequences, which is sort of unfortunate. Tony becomes idolized despite being nearly undisputed in his terribleness. Very very interesting and layered narrative supported by a spectacular soundtrack.
If an ending has ever saved a film from being total crap, it's Saturday Night Fever's.
What starts out and continues to be a generic story about a young struggling man, an escapist if you will, and his lusts for a certain female, quickly takes a turn to the more intimate. Tony gains a realization of what he wants from life and how it is he can achieve this. Though, with the drastic change in mindset, comes unacceptable, crude behaviour, a confusion really, the film finds a way to end itself off right, looking at life in less of a rom-com kind of way.
In a way, what I hated about this film could be justified by the character itself.…
Well this was depressing.
Another one of my glaring film gaps has been filled. Not sure why it took so long to finally watch this film. I guess I thought it was in the vein of a sports movie, like "The Karate Kid but for disco dancing". I was a dummy. And I'm sorry because this is a dark and screwed up interesting coming-of-age film. It has a gritty realism that cuts through the disco dancing to the Bee Gees surface level. I would've given this four stars, but it was a tad too "70s rapey" for my liking.
Note: Fran Drescher is a total babe! I forgive her for the crimes of THE NANNY.
Douchebags: The Movie.
Las ganas que tenía de ver esta película es proporcional a la "decepción" que me llevé y coloco decepción entre comillas porque a pesar de que no me dio lo que esperaba de ella por otro lado me sorprendió mucho en cuanto a la profundidad de su historia siendo de todo menos una película banal.
- Es una película de dos horas con una historia que se alarga demasiado lo que la hace, a pesar de ser una película sobre una de las mejores épocas, resultar aburrida.
- Esta situada y desarrollada en pleno auge de la música disco, por lo que uno espera muchas escenas de bailes, pero las pocas que hay, aunque muy buenas, no logran…
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