Saturday, March 24, 2007
I just had the rather dubious pleasure of watching Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights.
According to the front cover, a reviewer from the Sacramento News & Review thinks it is "Better Than The Original!".
Clearly, my first order of business must be to apologise to Tasha, because there are obviously far crazier cracksmokers than her in the world, and they live in Sacramento. This movie was horrific. Seriously. Bad story, bad acting, semi-decent but poorly filmed dancing, AND Shakira in the soundtrack. Of a movie set in 1958. And nary a watermelon in sight!
The worst thing about the movie was the "acting" done by the female lead. I assumed she was hired for her dance abilities because, while she ain't no Cynthia Rhodes*, her dancing was one HELL of a lot better than her acting. According to the wise and powerful IMDB, though, the girl has no professional dance training and had to learn to dance for this movie.
Good. God. I should have starved myself and moved to Hollywood when I was 18. I mean, I have big boobs and the ability to dye my hair blonde. Think of the career I could have had!
*Penny. If that doesn't mean anything to you, we might not be able to be friends.
According to the front cover, a reviewer from the Sacramento News & Review thinks it is "Better Than The Original!".
Clearly, my first order of business must be to apologise to Tasha, because there are obviously far crazier cracksmokers than her in the world, and they live in Sacramento. This movie was horrific. Seriously. Bad story, bad acting, semi-decent but poorly filmed dancing, AND Shakira in the soundtrack. Of a movie set in 1958. And nary a watermelon in sight!
The worst thing about the movie was the "acting" done by the female lead. I assumed she was hired for her dance abilities because, while she ain't no Cynthia Rhodes*, her dancing was one HELL of a lot better than her acting. According to the wise and powerful IMDB, though, the girl has no professional dance training and had to learn to dance for this movie.
Good. God. I should have starved myself and moved to Hollywood when I was 18. I mean, I have big boobs and the ability to dye my hair blonde. Think of the career I could have had!
*Penny. If that doesn't mean anything to you, we might not be able to be friends.
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You are forgiven. :)
-Tasha
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