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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.
And another case of "I don't understand why this is a popular movie".
Cheesy as I remember it, but there's some dark shit in there I hadn't remembered. Also super-racist.
Another one of those overlooked, brushed aside movies that develop a life of their own without most folks having seen it in recent memory. A thrilling, sexy, dance filled love story, sure. But also a gritty look at getting by, at balancing your interests and your livelihood, at making a name for yourself, a look at dedication and perseverance. And god almighty but they do dance.
I saw this movie when it was released in the summer of 1977.
Travolta, Bee Gees, Disco.
I couldn't dance.
I bought a polyester shirt.
Great film, and great performance from John Travolta.
Very disturbing depiction of rape in this movie that really shocked me. It's a strong interesting movie about working-class misogyny and limited horizons
I don't know what the fuss was all about, this film is a little too overhyped and I felt that Travolta's character was too vain but with great dance moves, overall the music is great.
A movie that tells a visual story and only uses dialogue to color the characters more, not do the heavy lifting for the plot. Gorgeous, gorgeous stuff that I'm ashamed to say I had never seen before today.
John Travolta found the escape hatch from Welcome Back, Kotter with this 1977 update of Rebel Without a Cause; he acquits himself honorably as a teenager dead-ended in Brooklyn who finds his only chance to shine at the local disco. Director John Badham, a refugee from TV movies, gets a firm grip on a slippery Norman Wexler screenplay and turns up some unusual New York locations. A small, solid film, made with craft if not resonance.
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