Day 4: Disco: Spinning the Story

This movie makes me want to buy a time machine and go to Studio 54 and watch people have sex in the bathrooms. That's a normal reaction to a disco documentary, right?

I actually fell asleep a little past halfway through this highly informative picture. In the film's defense, I was sleepy to start out with and burned out from a stressful day at work. Getting yelled at by a pissed off vet in a wheelchair is no fun. It was a good chance for me to practice setting limits ("I want to listen to what you have to say, but I CANNOT have you swearing at me" said in my firmest grown-up voice--smack down!), so there's that. And then I decided after a couple weeks of listening to NPR to and from work (rush hour NPR = downer news about the economy, the war, healthcare reform, blah, blah, blah), I would listen to audiobooks instead. Unfortunately I made the novice audiobook listener mistake of choosing The Kite Runner as listening fare for my commute. Not good. So today when I got home I was all anxious and stressed, but it was nothing that a long walk with ujjayi breathing couldn't fix, and for my documentary I was definitely in the mood for something light.

And what's lighter than disco? Nothing! I love the 70's and I love disco, but this movie was a little bo-ring. I would equate it with so-so homemade macaroni and cheese, where there's not a lot of flavor and nothing really special about it, but you eat it anyway and the experience isn't altogether unenjoyable, because at least it's homemade macaroni and cheese, which has a degree of inherent goodness no matter the quality. In other words, I didn't hate it, but it did kind of suck. But because I really wanted to like it and I really did dig the music & the performance clips from back in the day, I didn't spit it into my napkin. Plus, it inspired me to download some disco for my drive tomorrow & to bid on this little beauty, an apparently pivotal album in disco history.

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