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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.
Come for the dancing, stay for the social commentary.
I didn't expect it but this was just so much fun watching this. A great tribute to the disco era. The music is really great and sucks you back roght into the time period. The story is decent and the dancing is fantastic. Travolta is just Cool as is the rest of the cast. Had a blast with this one
All time favourite. I adore this film. Real, raw, truthful & exciting.
For a film that seems to be remembered for just disco and a dance pose the picture as a whole is so much more. An unexpectedly gritty, honest and dramatic film; John Travolta’s ego-driven lead is performed with such assured self-confidence that it’s impossible not to be entranced by his swagger but likewise abhorred by the racist and sexist overtones and undertones of his desperately despicable cronies. Few films have the audacity of such an unconventional narrative, unflinching from reality and presenting complex character arcs. And even for a viewer who’s indifferent to disco music the soundtrack is phenomenally catchy and the dancing keenly sublime.
With John Travolta in a star-making role, Saturday Night Fever is part character study and part nature documentary. Travolta's Tony Manero is his pack's leader, and at every opportunity, he leads them onto the savannah of the disco to show off their manes and moves. Much more than the straightforward musical I always assumed it to be, Saturday Night Fever is both a snapshot of a subculture and a testament to how devoting oneself to a subculture can lead to isolation and ignorance. Disco might be dead, but Saturday Night Fever justly lives forever. B
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Saturday Night Fever probably deserves its reputation as being John Travolta's Rocky, it has the grim setting that belies its famous exterior. However, the film felt more like Good Will Hunting to me, with dancing instead of maths. It is another film that spends a lot of time with a group of males, a group in which the lead character is a cut above, but not by much. It is probably meant to be in the tradition of the Italian neo-realist film, but it comes across more like American Graffiti, with the willingness to throw around the word "cunt". The film only really comes alive, attains the semblance of glamour when Travolta is dancing. It is a sports movie in…
A ripped John Travolta packaged in hip briefs hammers lighted acrylic on a quest for self validation.
'Jaws' isn't about a shark and 'Saturday Night Fever' isn't about dancing. The 70's disco scene is simply the backdrop to this poignant coming-of-age story that confronts issues of social mobility, ambition and family. Sure the dance sequences are oozing with cool and won't fail to bring a smile to your face, but they're not what this film is really *about*.
John Travolta was Oscar-nominated for his role as Tony, a late-teens paint store clerk who is stuck in a rut. With seemingly no prospects of escaping his dead-end neighbourhood, his one release are his Saturday nights out dancing. By day he is a nobody, by night he is a king. Tony thinks that maybe winning the upcoming dance competition…
John Travolta as a sex symbol has always seemed weird because he's so unattractive to me. Maybe it's a type thing. I'm just not into men with chin dimples or blue eyes. But still, it's a joy to watch him move - and not just in dance scenes, rather everything he does (or did, when this movie happened) is like dancing. So while I'm not sure I would call this a good movie, between the beautiful kinetics and the music (<3 <3 <3 Bee Gees)... it deserves its classic status.
And of course, when watching an old classic there are cool surprises like seeing Bobbi Flekman hit on John Travolta... how did I never see that before?
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