I'm conflicted.
On the one hand, this is another in a lost, confusing list of movies being remade that don't need it. The original Footloose is perfection realized in a damp, cut-off sweatshirt and skinny jeans. The abandoned warehouse scene alone...oh, it is perfect cinema. From the angry, regret-tinged insertion of music into the tape deck to the reedy strains of Moving Picture's seminal hit blaring through the air as Ren throws down his Coke in disgust (OOH! BAD-ASS!), beginning a dance sequence many have called the GREATEST THING EVAH OMG. Or, just me.
On the other hand:
1. Zac Efron amuses the bejesus out of me. This could be disaster on an epic, carwreck drive by neck-craning scale, or it could be the horrible dance movie I know he can make.
2. A whole new generation of rebellious teens could learn about the healing power of music AND dance! When it comes to pain and suffering, don't feel it: DANCE IT. That advice got me through some real tough years...but in the fake version of my life where I'm a character in a John Hughes movie.
3. Holy crap, now I'm salivating thinking of the cast. Who will play Willard? Ariel? Oh my God: WHO WILL PLAY REV. MOORE? This could be the role Bruce Campbell has been waiting for.
Wow. I think I'm on board.
Well. In any case. Until my fears are either confirmed or dispelled, this is the only real remake of Footloose I'll be acknowledging for a while:
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