Popcorn Reviews With Cybèle: Grease

 

By Cybèle Elaine Werts  
CybeleW@aol.com

First  published in the Shelburne News, Shelburne Vermont

 

Popcorn Kernel Rating: 3 1/2 Kernels: Choreography so clean; lyrics so clear; outfits so tight; plot so predictable. This film is the unconscious fantasy of Americans and any red blooded patriot will like it.

I was 13-something when I first saw Grease, and it was a watershed. No kidding! I was moved; I thought about it for days. I could FEEL every bit of it’s sunny unreal world in my adolescent blood, teaming with hormones. So I just couldn’t wait to run out at 35, and see if it held any juice. The good news is that not only did I remember the words to all the songs, but they’re pretty darn well written. As a somewhat jaded adult I noted the sharp choreography and the molded plot much more than I did as a kid, but it still entertained. Oddly enough, the scene with Frankie Avalon which bored and confused me as a kid still bores and confuses me. I mean really, what was this, a scene vehicle for Avalon? Yuck!

What really surprised me was that there was some very real social commentary in this frothy cherry coke flick. The one thing that I didn’t like, but which is pretty much endemic to Hollywood, is that Danny (John Travolta) changed who he was to impress Sandy (Olivia Newton-John) by changing his character. He letters in track and learns that impressing the guys at the expense of someone isn’t real nice. Sandy’s approach to life change came via black spandex, cigarettes, and a slutty attitude. What does this teach us?

I won’t bore you with more prostheletizing, but I will say this. Dispite the squeaky clean of this charming foray to the fifties, the character of Rizzo (Stockard Channing) was more than just a bad girl in black. Rizzo suffers a pregnancy scare and is humiliated by all the poodle skirted virgin girls of the high school. She sings (yes it IS a musical) about how she might sleep with a guy or two, but at least she’s honest and doesn’t lead them on. Dispite her being a "bad girl" she still ends up with her guy, an unusual ending for a film culture that generally punishes bad girls. She shows a depth of character that Sandy and Danny never even approach. So yeah, it holds up. Good clean fun at 13 or 35.

Suggested Gustatorial Accompaniment: Cherry coke with two straws.

 

 

 

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