Last
night Cam and I did a double feature with Chipotle for dinner, beer,
and cookies for dessert because we're grown ass people and can do
things like that. It had been a long time since we had and we watched
two movies she loved and I had never seen. The first was Staying
Alive. I had seen Saturday Night Fever for the first time three years
ago and the only thing I knew about this movie was the weird ass
outfit he wore for some reason. This is six years after the previous
film and was written, produced, and directed by Sylvester Stallone.
What?! I had no idea. When I say I got into movies blind I mean it.
John
Travolta is back as Tony Manero. He is in Manhattan now and lives in
what looks like an open door jail while having a bunch of jobs at
once. He is a dance instructor which they show for a moment and a
waiter where woman that look like The Misfits hit on him. He has a
fuck buddy named Jackie that puts up with copious amounts of his
bullshit. If I thought he was a dick in the first film he has evolved
into an asshole into the second. He ends up on a Broadway show where
she is and meeting this other chick that is very toothy named Laura.
