Saturday Night Fever - Review

Man, this was not the movie I thought I was going to get. Now, I am always a big fan of great soundtracks in movies and I went in expecting some good tunes. The good news is that I got plenty of good songs, but they couldn't save the movie. Staying' Alive, Night Fever and all those great Bee Gees songs make for great tunes to dance to on the dance floor (that is if the club isn't filled with the type of people who listen to songs like Gucci Gang) but the way they are executed here just seem way too corny. And I get it, it was the times. Weird of me to say because I normally like seeing films that are somewhat dated. It gives me a look at how people were at that time. American Pie showed us how teens acted in the late 90's and something like Breakfast at Tiffany's, while I'm sure isn't entirely accurate, shows off the glamour of the 1960's. All that Saturday Night Fever showed me was that an outfit that would make a man look gay today made him look like a sex machine to women back in 1977 and that dancing sure as hell was not like it is today. It also taught me that you can make n-word jokes in a wide-release movie where the whole cast is white. Now, I am not one to pull the political correctness card because I think that it has gotten too far out of hand lately, but it just feels very uncomfortable hearing a bunch of dumb, leather wearing, afro rocking white dudes make jokes about n***ers and f*gs and c*nts. It's just a bit awkward. Speaking of awkward, couldn't they have found a better dancer to play the female love interest? Oh well. Overall, this movie is just plain boring and unlikeable. John Travolta doesn't play a likable character, he hangs around with more unlikeable people and they all do very questionable things, and the story is rather dark and unsettling. Doesn't really match the upbeat tone of Bee Gees music. Then again, I was born in 1995, what do I know about the 70's right?