It took Saucy a couple of days to process what she saw over the weekend and to come to terms with the fact that she rather enjoyed it. Normally she doesn't like anyone messing with her vintage teen years, her eighties, her time. She enjoys the memories faded and a little blurry, as if taken with a Polaroid and left to turn vague and yellow on a bulletin board.
She was fairly sure that she was not going to enjoy Footloose, the remake, as she somewhat fondly recalled the Footloose of her youth:
See? A little faded, no worse for the wear. Readily available for viewing any given Sunday afternoon on a movie channel. Just a tad preachy but entertaining.
And then she saw a poster for the new version, all crisp and hi-def and such and she thought for a moment... she wasn't ready for a change. She thought at first that the poster looked like it should say Footloose Two: Dirty Havana Nights.
But when faced with the eventuality of the show opening last weekend, she examined her feelings closer. She attempted to ferret out the root of her fears and it was this:
Her teen years, all angst-ridden and awkward, were... awkward. They were documented in film by John Hughes and Saucy was no Molly Ringwald.
She was kind of the other, awkward girl. More awkward than that. Weren't we all, Dear Reader?
So on Friday night, Saucy and Loopy headed to the Cineplex and poor Loopy suffered as Saucy waxed enthusiasm about how, in 1984, she was also in eleventh grade and saw the original Footloose. And the awkward memories came flooding after that:
But, Dear Reader, the more some things may be the same, the more some things might in fact change.
For instance, Ren does not dance with a cigarette or get out of his car with a beer. In the new version, Ren doesn't say pansy. Oh, and they cut that whole book-burning bit out. Nobody wants to talk about censorship, dammit! This is a movie about dancing!
But there are still some deliciously awkward moments. Awkward moments for a new generation!
This may not be a movie that defines Loopy's generation. In a laughable Google moment, Saucy found the phrase "Footloose is the seminal movie of the eighties" and she is unsure if that is true.
But, it was 1984 and Saucy was in eleventh grade and when she saw it, the music was awesome (she thought at the time) and that was enough for her. Hell, she was no Molly Ringwald and she was no movie critic, either.
So in 2011, Saucy returned to the theatre, prepared to be disappointed but she wasn't. She went with Loopy, who is in eleventh grade, who thought the music was awesome, and she also lurrved it.
Five magical, marshmallowy choke-on-the-glitter-in-your-mouth cupcakes! Cast aside your fears of the remake and enjoy it.