This afternoon, my daughter and I went to see the stage show of Dirty Dancing as a birthday treat. The tickets were a surprise from my husband because he knows how much I love the film. It has always been my favourite film but I was genuinely taken by my emotions this afternoon at the stage show.
I was excited for today and had planned all the aspects, from my watermelon nails, outfit and my old tote bag to a lovely al fresco lunch in the sunshine. There was such a gorgeous atmosphere in the town centre, it was absolutely buzzing, there was a European cheerleading contest at the large Convention centre with lots of practices happening in the gardens, as well as lots of people going to the beach to enjoy the sunshine or just strolling among the gardens and esplanade. It was one of those days when its just lovely to be there and share the happiness.
I have been reflecting on why I had such a strong reaction to the musical and I think it was a perfect storm of a few things. Firstly, I love the film and have lost count of how many times I have seen it. I was explaining to my daughter that whilst her generation has terrestrial, satellite tv and streaming, when I was growing up at the film’s release in 1987, we had 4 channels and had to watch films at the cinema. It was then a year’s delay for its release on video which we had to borrow from our local video shop. Dirty Dancing was the first film I actually owned, first on video and later on DVD and with limited choices, became my go to film. There was a time, in my teens when I think I was pretty word perfect on the script and yes I did cheer when the iconic lines were said today.
Whilst I may have watched the film, innumerable times, the CD soundtrack has also been one of my most played CDs ever. It came with me to university, to my year in France, to holidays played on my CD Walkman or trusty radio / CD player, it is pretty much the soundtrack to my teens and onwards. I love the songs, and it introduced me to so many classic songs, which led to further discoveries of some of the singers’ other work too.
Dirty Dancing appears such a simple holiday romance, but it is so much more and its abortion plot line was really quite unusual and brave at the time. Of the characters, I really could empathise with Baby, she was politically aware, determined, shy, clumsy, pretty much teenage me. Today I sat with my 15 year old daughter and felt the shift of change, perhaps I was no longer identifying with Baby, but the adults in the film. I was caught by the words of Mr Kellerman and Tito, the band leader, about the the passing of time and change. By the time the actors sang the camp closing song, I was genuinely crying and I really didn’t know where the tears came from. And then .. Johnnie appeared next to me for the iconic return to the ballroom. By perfect chance, I was sat in the aisle seat where after running down the aisle, he stopped before jumping onto the stage. I felt so part of it all and the happy tears flowed. But it wasn’t just me, my daughter noticed that there were others, all a similar age to me who had grown up with the film who too were crying. It was so emotional when we sang, cheered and danced through the standing ovation and encore and it took me a little while to compose myself and be able to explain to my daughter why Dirty Dancing was such an important film.
I never expected such a strong reaction to Dirty Dancing but on reflection I am pleased that I showed such emotion, its been such an important film in my life and it was an absolute delight to see it live with my daughter.