Riverdance

Okay, I know that technically Riverdance isn't a movie, but I have to comment on it. (For those of you who don't know, Riverdance is [according to the video box] "the ultimate celebration of the very best of Irish culture."  In other words, step dancing.)

Probably the most famous face from Riverdance is Michael Flatley, aka Lord of the Dance, aka Lord of The Flashdance (if you saw the Oscars, you know what I mean), aka King Flathead of the Poofy Shirts (that's what I call him, anyway). I wonder what he goes through first - shoes or chest grease.  He wears his little poofy shirts half-open, and his chest is so shiny and plastic looking. It's creepy.

Anyway, the head woman is Jean Butler, and her clothes are much cooler -- little off-the-shoulder dresses.  I like the fact that she wears a white lace dress with black tights; it's the sort of thing that I would wear.

When I was little, there was a family at my school and all the daughters were Irish step dancers. They would put on little demonstrations and I would rage with jealousy. I could never be an Irish step dancer, though.  First of all, my name's not Irish enough. I mean I earn bonus points with "Fitzgerald", but it needs to be paired up with "Colleen" or "Kathleen" or a Gaelic name that's entirely impossible to pronounce. Second, my hair's not long enough. All the dancers have long, flowing, beautiful wavy/curly hair that hasn't been overprocessed.  Thirdly, I have the world's worst ankles and I'd fall off the stage in the first rehearsal.

All that aside, it's a really cool tape, if you fast-forward through the singing and the musical interludes.  Watch for "Distant Thunder" - it's my favorite part.


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