So, My wonderful DH took me to see "Singin in the Rain". On the BIG screen. Now, I have watched this musical for as long as I can remember. But never on the big screen. It was wonderful. Absolutely gobsmacking wonderful. Gene Kelley and Donald OConnor dancing, Cyd Cherise's legs (holy moly, do they ever END?) and all the wonderful lines. There is something to be said for watching a movie in a *packed* movie theater where everyone is laughing. And you're never embarassed because of what you see. Just pure enjoyment. We wished we had brought the boys.
Is it any wonder that my first crushes were Gene Kelly and Fred Astaire? How I longed to go back in time....that grace, that style, that sexuality without being overtly sexual. After all, suggestion is far more powerful than the physical act. After all, there are only so many variations to that...and really, watching them is not all that sexy. But the suggestion of that attraction, the tension between Cyd Cherise and Gene Kelly. Oh my. Fifty shades of nothing - give me that scene any day of the week. Or even the initial romantic scene between Kelly and Reynolds...holding back so that something else could blossom.
And on another note, you know its been awhile since you've posted when you can't figure out where the post button is. I they redesigned the site, again.