"Shall we dance?"
From its opening DANCELORD PRODUCTIONS logo to its long-overdue ending, this bizarre vanity project is the definition of "what does one man do with too much time and money?"
It turns out he writes, directs and stars in his own James Bond / John Wick clone, one in which our lovable tap-dancing lead is repeatedly told how handsome he is, whilst maintaining a facial expression which I think is aiming for "enigmatic", but mostly comes across as…
