![]() BojanglesWe look at the dance to impart the sensation of living in an affirmation of life, to energize the spectator into keener awareness of the vigor, the mystery, the humor, the variety, and the wonder of life. This is the function of the American dance. Wednesday, February 7, 2001
My co-worker Kellie was back in the office today, after taking the day off yesterday. She's in her eighth month of pregnancy, I think, so a day or two at home is understandable. I think my cough is 96 percent gone, now. I lucked out, and didn't get any bronchitis or secondary infection after my cold last week.
I sampled Anna and the King this evening, but I lost interest when the Tuptim subplot was introduced. If you are going to do the King and I, why not do it with music? I'd expected more of an historical emphasis from the trailers and bits of the movie I'd seen before. (Did you know there was a short-lived TV sit-com of this? I'd love to get a peek at it.) So I finally got to see the Bojangles movie all the way through on Showtime. This was a bland show-biz biopic. Gregory Hines was good on the dancing, but otherwise miscast, which was very evident when they showed clips of the original "Bill" Robinson after the movie. When the phone rang three times during the movie, I thought I'd never get to see it all the way through. It must have been some automated dialer, since each time there was no one there when I picked up. |