Or at least, it felt like it on Saturday night when I subjected my partner and myself to the last 30 minutes of Dirty Dancing.
Goodness me, what a giant field of corn, stretching far beyond what the eye can see! So cliched! Truly awful acting deserving three sentences running with exclamation marks!
I tried watching another movie from the 80's the other day too - Local Hero. Unfortunately, I had to turn it off after five minutes because it was just so heavily cliched and caricatured that it seemed ridiculous, like a soap opera.
I know we watched Dirty Dancing as teenagers, and I know we were aware of the corniness of it. But still, what a difference 30 years makes. The intervening decades have seen the field of corn transformed into 11 giant vats of high fructose corn syrup poured over things which were vaguely acceptable back in the 80's. It has, unfortunately, began to seem quite truly like another time and place. A more innocent time.
Saying that makes me feel creakily ancient, like I am the door of a building first built in the 1700s. For all the distance between now and then, the 80's may as well have been located in that century:)
Patrick still looked pretty alright in that black t-shirt, though.