
48.
WHITE NIGHTS, dir. TAYLOR HACKFORD, 1985
the poster tag line is killer.
today was not a very good day.
this may seem an ill-fitting film orgy pick in comparison with weeks 1-47, which kind-of-generally-but-i-guess-not-always follow the loose trend of enabling us to slowly but surely make it down our films-i-need-to-see-before-i-die lists.
white nights might not make the cut but
i haven't seen this since i was a kid, and i loved it then.
twyla tharp did the choreography,
and though i have a feeling it will feel very dated and/or convoluted in terms of narrative, good dance never goes out of style, and, not having seen it since i was maybe 8 or 9, i'm really in the mood for this mid-80s mikhail baryshnikov - gregory hines vehicle. this baby clocks in at over two hours, so my main concern: more dance, less KGB-impregnated plot.
{haneke discussion to come}