This entry is for the Invitation To The Dance Blog-a-Thon going on over at Ferdy On Films. Won't you join in the fun?
When movie characters break out in dance, it's usually out of joy. By definition, dance means to leap or skip about excitedly. They get caught up in emotion and break into song and then the toes start tapping. It's a bit awkward really when you think about it, but there probably is no greater show of elation than the dance.
And then there are the trailblazers, Those who dance not on behalf of happiness, but on behalf of anger. These people use the dance as some sort of punching bag to get out their aggressions. Had a hard day at the office? "Honey, don't bother me for the next 30 minutes, I'm going to be in the basement dancing angry." And that trailblazer is none other than Ren McCormack (Kevin Bacon) the straight up fox from Footloose. As awkward as spontaneous joyful dance might be, angry dance is even more so. Honestly, I would have rather watched Kevin Bacon set fire to a small village than to watch his feet pound in synch with a bad 80's keyboard. But that's what happens when you love dance this much. You dance for joy and you dance so you don't punch somebody square in the face.
Damn I'm pissed. I have to work out some teen angst here. If I don't get un-pissed I might do something drastic. Like dance.
Hey hot daughter of Mr. Preacher Man. You're hot and I can have you so I'm not sure why you make me mad, but I'm angry dancing so chances are even stuff that makes me feel good will piss me off. So I'll show you...
How do you like this? I'm so angry I'm dancing up against backlit silo walls. That's how angry you've made me. Remember, you made me do this Mr. Cop Man.