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5 Great Dance Films

August 2nd, 2013 by Dexter Findley

You can keep your Dirty Dancing and your Footloose: here are five films which really get under the skin of dancing and dive into its perfectionist, transcendent core.

Black Swan (2010)

An incredibly powerful biopic about a ballet dancer striving for perfection. Nina, a younger member of the New York Ballet, is given the lead role in Swan Lake, and must cope with the jealousy of her co-stars, her overbearing mother and increasing social isolation. What comes next is a descent into the mind of a ballerina who slowly loses her grip on reality.

The Red Shoes (1948)

Another dark tale about a ballerina, this classic involves the protagonist Vicky, in the centre of a love triangle with the director of a ballet company and its composer, about to perform The... Read More »

A Slightly Unconventional Wedding Dance

May 2nd, 2013 by Mandy

'You need a classy song for the First Dance', my mother-in-law Jocasta insisted. 'Something classical. Something that people will know.'

'Like what, exactly?' I asked, frustrated.

I could see cogs working behind that furrowed brow of hers, to no avail. 'I... oh, I don't know. But you can't dance to this rubbish!'

We were sitting in the kitchen listening to Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard. It just happened to be 'our song': the song my future husband and I associated with our first meeting and subsequent blossoming relationship. Corny, weird, slightly inappropriate given the context of a wedding... but most definitely ours. I was playing it to my mother-in-law, trying (and failing) to get her approval.

As you may have guessed from the above conversation snippet, Jocasta is r... Read More »

My Ballroom Dancing Experience

March 28th, 2013 by Dexter Findley

I'd never been the most co-ordinated individual, but when my school (an all-boys school) started a Ballroom Dancing Society with the local girl's college, I decided that risking embarrassment and mockery was a small price to pay for being able to finally socialise with women. I had no previous interest in Ballroom dancing, or any other form of dancing for that matter, but some things are worth trying new things for. For a fifteen-year-old in a somewhat repressive environment, female interaction is one of those things.

So one Thursday evening after 9pm, a group of us, the awkward, the frustrated, the desperate and the pitiful, rallied in a Spanish classroom and waited for the mythical females to arrive. Our instructor - a Maths teacher who we'll call Ms. Walker for the purposes of this blog post - was as nervous as we were: this idea was, after all, her brainchild.

We were not disappointed. About thirty girls came, slightly outnumbering us boys. Ah, what it was to fin... Read More »