yeah well, despite all the critics hating it, tonight's streaming fare was the 1983 #Flashdance, & i quite enjoyed it ... i mean, sometimes just chilling out with an undemanding cheese-fest is just what the doctor ordered.
bloody hell, 1983, my last year of Uni, the year before i met the woman who 20 years later would break my heart by rejecting my whispered confused secret, sigh.
in my seemingly unlimited naivety, til reading the wikipedia entry after the film, i had thought JB did most of the dancing herself. oh well.
now i feel like tracking down #TheLWord again...
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