My reasoning for choosing this feature from the many contemporary world cinema selections were the words “Nile Hilton.”
That’s because I stayed there for almost a month in 1999 (now it’s called the Ramses Hilton) in a beautiful 2-bedroom suite on an executive floor as my husband had business in Cairo. I would take my coffee on the balcony overlooking the River Nile and enjoy all-day refreshments in the lounge. It was very decadent at that time and I got to know the staff while Don was working, hung out at the pool and walked a short distance to the Egyptian museum to check out the mummies…more than once. I got to know a lot of shopkeepers too. I bought gold jewelry, perfume, leather bags, a silk carpet and a belly-dancing outfit. I had a lot of time on my hands. I had my own little incident at the hotel which got resolved quickly with the help of a burly bouncer who came to my rescue, but there were no casualties that I was aware of.
Well that was my first reason. My second was that the movie blurb appeared to be intriguingly film noirish. It turned out to be better than I had hoped for. It was a gripping crime mystery filmed on the streets of Cairo; seedy and corrupt. All the elements of agood detective story. It won the grand jury prize at the Sundance Film Festival. This was the Canadian Premiere and the line was loooong. I sauntered in thinking I had plenty of time to spare but it was already sold out. I stood in the standby line even with my media pass (“but you don’t understand…I lived at that hotel”). Just managed to make it, along with my medium bag of $9 popcorn.
An innocent young maid is witness to the murder of a beautiful singer in one of the hotel rooms. Noredin, The cop who gets involved, (played by Fares Fares, that’s his name) meets resistance at every step of his investigation and you begin to realize that many people are at play here and politics are involved. Always, right?
The movie is set in a Cairo on the edge of revolution. On January 25, 2011, all across Egypt, millions of protestors from a range of socio-economic and religious backgrounds demanded the overthrow of Egyption President Hosni Mubarak. As the engrossing story enfolds, it keeps you on the edge of your seat.
Una Mujer Fantástica – A Fantastic Woman (subtitled)
If I didn’t know any better I would swear this movie was directed by Spanish film director Pedro Almodóvar (Volver, All About my Mother). But it was not. Instead it was Chilean director Sebastián Lelio (who made the smash hit Gloria in 2013).
This is a timely film. Because it is about time that people are more compassionate and at the very least, more tolerant of those who are different than what those of us less broad minded deem to be “the norm” in society. But guess what? This is the new normal.
I found this film to be beautiful, disturbing, touching and frustratingly maddening. It makes you want to fight for equality.
The main character is played triumphantly by Daniela Vega, an actual trans performer. As Marina, a nightclub singer living with Orlando, her much older heterosexual lover (played by Francisco Reyes) who suddenly dies, you see her struggle in dealing with non-acceptance and disrespect from all angles. From the police who suspect her to be a factor in Orlando’s death, to the ex-wife who doesn’t want her to come anywhere near the funeral because she will only upset the family….she is humiliated constantly.
Even so, she faces it all with dignity and a strength most of us would envy. A powerful movie. A Fantastic Movie! I give it a score of 5/5.
The Killing of a Sacred Deer is a whole other animal.
Here is a perfect example of two top-notch performers: Nicole Kidman and Colin Farrell being cast in a perfectly flat out psychological disaster of a movie. Sorry; but that’s just my opinion. I’m not saying the performances were not good (the characters were supposed to be flat, joyless and strange I’m guessing) but overall it was so disjointed with no explanation given to……too many situations. But the music was anything but flat. It was over the top (again; meaning to be) outlandish. I never saw the film “The Lobster” but apparently it was a pretty good twisted movie, directed by the same person – Yorgos Lanthimos.
In a NUTshell Farrell plays Andrew, a surgeon who’s patient dies while undergoing an operation. The patient’s son Martin (played by Barry Keoghan) is a total screwball looking to get back at Andrew. He keeps showing up in oddball places while I keep wondering (trying to make sense of course) why Andrew keeps allowing him access. Well it is a movie after all so just don’t question the bad sensibility of the surgeon who invites this boy into his home and brings harm to his once happy family. And it just goes (and goes, and goes on) from there. And it gets even weirder. And there’s spoiler alert: NO happy ending. My final words are: I’m just not that into this one!
Special mention: Okja
AND here I thought the special presentation of “Okja”was strange…………. although that one had amazing computer-generated imagery (CGI), and Tilda Swinton who did an excellent job (as always) playing the big boss-lady of a huge company manufacturing genetically modified super pigs. Also, a surprisingly zany Jake Gyllenhall.It had everything….humor, violence, glamour, scenery, car chases, crazy people, animal rights activists, capitalists, consumers and mostly, an innocent animal friend. I found it very schizophrenic but with outstanding direction from Bong Joon Ho. Very Hollywood. Now streaming on NefFlix.
If I lived up in the mountains of South Korea with only my grandfather for companionship, I’d love to have Okja for a pet.
More reviews to follow
Don’t forget to check out the rest of the films playing until October 13th @ https://www.viff.org/
I put my heart and my soulinto my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
This anticipated animated film about Vincent Van Gogh was a real story telling treat. What’s so amazing about this film is that it is entirely hand painted with Van Gogh’s paintings serving as the backdrop for each frame. In fact, it is the very first fully painted feature which took seven years to complete. It’s visually astonishing!
The story takes place in the French village of Arles (a place I visited with my husband where we sat in the famous Terrasse du cafélesoir. Yes; that one!
The son of a local postmaster goes around hunting for clues as to why the painter took his own life. There were conflicting reports as to whether he actually committed suicide. The question is really why Vincent went from a complacent quiet man to someone who would take his own life in a matter of weeks. A look into a complicated, talented but tortured soul. Sad that in his lifetime he sold only one of his fine works. Can you imagine?
He saw beauty in the tiniest of objects and in things that most people would deem insignificant. A man of true genius.
I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum.”
I dream of painting and then I paint my dream – Vincent Van Gogh
Your dream came true, it’s just too bad that you were not around to realize it.
How people all around the world admire your work and can only dream of owning a piece of you!
Please visit: https://www.viff.orgto find out more and how to purchase tickets. The Film Fest runs until October 13th
Funny thing about timing – that the first two movies I’ve chosen to see at the Vancouver International Film Festival would have the words “Breathe” and “Meditation” – two things that I’m trying to better accomplish. But enough about me.
Meditation Park
How to make choices?
The first thing I look for when going through the movie listings are the film titles, then to find out who the actors are. It doesn’t go to prove that actors who are well known will make a better movie, but if I’m familiar with and like the actor’s previous work, I’m more likely to want to see another film they’re in. But since this is an International Film Festival, you must keep in mind that you will NOT likely be familiar with the talented actors and worthwhile great story telling from a host of other countries.
Then of course the overall synopsis. But I don’t like to know too too much about the movie because it ruins the element of surprise (which can work out good or bad, depending.) I try to keep it diversified mixing drama, comedy, documentary and thriller. Well done animation is good too The great overall thing about going to a film fest is that you get to see films firsthand. And that in itself is exciting enough. So having said that, here are two simplified reviews to begin:
BREATHE
Oh; and the film clip photos in the booklet attract me. The romantic, dreamy looking picture has two actors whom I admire: Claire Foy (she played Queen Elizabeth II in the Netflix series “The Crown” which I became addicted to) and Andrew Garfield (Hacksaw Ridge, The Amazing Spiderman). Suffice to day that was enough of a decision for me to say YES. Bonus: Hugh Bonneville (Lord Grantham in Downton Abbey – watched ALL episodes as it was one of my favourite series).
Breathe is an inspiringly beautiful but tragic story. In a debut directorial role, Andy Serkis directs the true story of the parents of his best friend and producing partner, Jonathan Cavendish.
It’s about how a couple, Robin and Diana Cavendish refuse to give up their fight when Robin is struck down by polio at only 26 years old, and just before he is about to become a father. It’s about how people face challenges and overcome hardship in the face of adversity and with a debilitating disease. It is heartwarmingly sad and uplifting at the same time.
MEDITATION PARK
This film was chosen for the Opening Gala. Directed by Mina Shum, it’s filmed entirely on Vancouver’s East Side & Chinatown. While I’m familiar with incredible actors Sandra Oh and Don McKellar, the real star of this film is Cheng Pei Pei (Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon) who plays Maria. A traditional first generation immigrant Chinese wife, Maria turns a blind eye to her husband’s (played by Tzi Ma) infidelity at first, but when she decides to break from convention, take charge of her life and become more independent, all hell breaks loose. It is charmingly funny in part and because I live in Vancouver, partly familiar.
The only common denominator between the two films is that they are family dramas.
VIFF is on until October 13, 2017. For information and to purchase tickets please visit:
The 36th Vancouver International Film Festival (VIFF). Otherwise known as movie marathon mayhem. Well not really; because I’m planning to pace myself to no more than three movies per day. Actually that will only happen one day, because a few of my weekly evenings are tied up with other commitments. And it could not come at a better time as I’m really looking forward to losing myself in this years most anticipated international films, new discoveries, special presentations, documentaries, contemporary world cinema, and a spotlight on French filmmaking.
And after having carefully leafed through the VIFF guide and marking down my choices, I’ll be happily sharing my thoughts about each film. Stay tuned…(especially if you’re a film buff).
VIFF takes place from September 28th to October 13th 2017. For more information and to purchase tickets please visit:
Every fashionable woman owns at least one pair of hoop earrings.
Photo; Mitchell Sams
At Marc Jacob’s Fall/Winter 2017 show models stomped down the runway with shiny gold hoop earrings. They ranged from giant three-tiered hoops to a single thin hoop with a diamond encrusted key dangling from it.
From Marc Jacobs showIn the Spring Box of Style from Zoe Report were these earrings.
The collection, which was also full of oversized fur collared jackets and monochromatic tracksuits, was inspired by the early days of hip-hop.
“It is an acknowledgement and gesture of my respect for the polish and consideration applied to fashion from a generation that will forever be the foundation of youth culture street style,” Jacobs explained in the show notes.
Hoops are one of the most attractive styles of earrings and they come with a story. Anything interesting comes with a story.
Unfortunately, not everyone who borrows from street culture is as eager to acknowledge the contributions of people who created it. The round jewelry has been a favorite accessory for decades from Cher in the 1960s to Madonna in the 1980s, but hoop earrings have a deep-rooted history in communities of color.
This cultural significance of the hoop earring was brought to light recently when three Latina students painted a message to their fellow classmates at Pitzer College in California about their earrings. They scribbled “White girls, take off your hoops” in bright yellow spray paint on a wall outside of a dormitory, after they noticed an influx of their peers wearing oversized hoop earrings.
Photo: Elliot Dordick, The Claremont Independent
Alegria Martinez, one of the students responsible for the graffiti, wrote an email to the student body that stated that they were sick of white women appropriating styles that “belonged to black and brown folks who created the culture.” The controversy came shortly after Elle dubbed the hoop earring a must-have accessory for fall, thanks not only to Marc Jacobs, but others like Fendi and Michael Kors.
Designers, celebrities, and even retailers have been long accused of taking styles from marginalized groups they think are “cool” without any consideration for the context. Last November, people took to social media to call out Urban Outfitters when it attempted to re-brand oversized gold doorknocker earrings. “The same earrings that people find ratchet or ghetto on black women are now $16.00 and sold at hipsters R us. These are literally a dollar at the nearest black hair store. My culture says you’re welcome,” one woman wrote in a Facebook post that has now been shared over 21,000 times.
Hoop earrings have a very long history dating all the way back to the ancient Sumerians from modern-day Iraq in 2600 B.C. Different variations of the hoop have been adopted by a range of cultures around the world, from the Hmong women of Vietnam to the Gadaba tribe of India, as Vogue points out. But, in America, the style has often been adopted by women of color in an effort to reclaim their culture and celebrate their history.
Hoop earrings became especially popular among African American women during the Black Power movement in the 1960s when many were embracing Afrocentric dress. From activists like Angela Davis to artists like Tina Turner, more women were adopting an African-inspired look that embraced natural hairstyles and hoop earrings.
As Tanisha C. Ford writes in her book, Liberated Threads: Black Women, Style, and the Global Politics of Soul, “In African-inspired clothing and large hoop earrings and sporting Afros and cornrow braids, Americans and Britons of African descent envisioned soul style as a symbolic baptism in freedom’s waters through which they could be reborn, liberated from cultural and social bondage of their slave and colonial past.”
The statement jewelry carried on into the 70s when it was embraced by disco divas like Diana Ross and Donna Summer. When the 80s rolled around, their thin gold hoops were traded for thick gold “door knocker” and bamboo hoop earrings by hip-hop artists like Salt N Pepa and MC Lyte.
By the 1990s, oversized hoop earrings were a fixture of Chola style, which was embraced by working-class Mexican American women in Southern California. The radical look was defined by slicked-down baby hairs, dark lip-liner, and door-knocker hoop earrings.
But, it was about more than just fashion. As Barbara Calderón-Douglass writes in her piece “The Folk Feminist Struggle Behind the Chola Fashion Trend,” “The chola aesthetic is the result of impoverished women making a lot out of the little things their families could afford.”
Martinez, who grew up in Southern California, says she sees the style as a form of resistance. “We are women of color from Los Angeles, Long Beach, and San Bernadino and that is where this cultural style comes from,” explained Martinez. “Whenever we wear our hoops, or when I wear bold eyeliner and red lipstick, I feel really proud to be from that background.”
Fashion has always taken influences from different cultures. The problem with appropriating styles like hoop earrings is that many women of color still can’t wear these “trends” without facing discrimination for looking too “ghetto.” Not to mention, many of those who are eager to slip on a pair of hoop earrings fail to use their platform for any meaningful discussion about race.
Photo: Flickr Creative Commons, artist Helena Metaferia
Just last season Marc Jacobs faced a fury of appropriation accusations when he sent a predominantly white cast of models down the runway wearing colorful pastel dreadlocks. The designer had attributed the collection to the style of club kids, but failed to mention that the hairstyle has history in African culture. So, when the designer made a point to attribute his fall 2017 aesthetic to the early days of hip-hop and the people of color who created it, many were eager to praise him for finally appreciating the culture rather than merely appropriating it.
The peculiar circle of lifeTake a clue from an interesting read called “Curtains.” Why leave your life up to chance? Choreograph it, script it…like the film you always thought you were starring in anyway. Lives just don’t happen! They are projects. This is what gives them meaning. You are responsible for the contents. You must fill up your dash. The dash being the short time in between the day you were born until the very end (1989 – ????) And there are books to help you do it. Books like 1,000 things to do before you die. Which in reality only makes you feel like you haven’t accomplished anything. Although it’s a start for those who don’t know where to begin. It’s all about living with purpose. It’s important to live each day as if it’s your last because one day you will be right.
A friend of mine lent me a book to read entitled “Curtains”. A book that I have to preface by saying I would never have chosen to read if I knew what it was about. Because it has a lot to do with death and I didn’t want to go there. So this is somewhat of a book review and an overview of the meaning of life taken from what I read and my thoughts.
Why this book?
As it so happens the person who lent it to me used to be a professional curtain maker. He made beautiful curtains for a living and so the title jumped out at him at the library. I know; who goes to libraries anymore? Anyway it makes sense; he thought it was about curtains and was curious.
At the time he lent it to me I was just starting a book called Tango, a Love Story that another friend gave me because she knows that I love tango, the dance. A light feel-good true story that was very timely. Let me tell you; Curtains is the furthest away from tango…maybe closer to Last Tango (in Paris or elsewhere). But it is about the dance of life.
My friend assured me that he had not intended to read Curtains when he figured out what it was about but once he started he could not put it down and everyone he lent it to… same story. I was intrigued and said I’d give it a go. At least one chapter. So I put my beautiful tango book on hold to read a book about life coming around full circle to ultimately…death. In a nutshell I found it morbidly fascinating, well written, extremely tongue in cheek, lots of wit but not without the gorey details.
Curtains was written by Tom Jokinen, a veteran radio producer (Morningside, Definitely Not the Opera + more) and a video-journalist at the CBC. He set his career aside in 2006 to be an apprentice undertaker at a small third generation family-run funeral home and crematorium in Winnipeg, Manitoba. This drastic vocational change at the age of 44 resulted with him writing this book. Why? Mostly he did it because he wanted to find out first-hand what goes in that gap between death and burial at a time when our relationship with the dead is radically changing. What he found is from the mundane to the macabre, to the completely comic to the totally heartfelt. It delves into religion, different beliefs, customs and beyond. It is a fascinating read. It’s about humanity and an exploration of our culture’s relationship with the dead, dying and those left behind. It prompts a question: Why do we each spend up to $10,000 – for most, the third-biggest cash outlay in our lives after a house and a car, according to Jessica Mitford, who wrote The American Way of Death – on funerals?
It may have been the prelude to the widely popular Netflix series 6 ft. under (which I hear was really well done but have never watched). What it basically comes down to is we don’t want to know; we do want to know; we’re confused; we’re better off not knowing, but we’re curious, sorry to know; not sorry; a little sorry! I’m not sure but I read the whole book anyway. Too late! But it’s something we will all ultimately be dealing with whether we like it or not.From the book:
A modern take is that a man is now defined not by his faith but by his hobbies and quirks. Did he golf? Was she an avid gardener? Everyone is an avid something: an avid bowler, drinker, sailor or snake charmer. Avidity is the key to unlocking your story.
Having faith doesn’t mean you have to be religious but religious faith, when it comes to death, is a fairy tale that soothes. It doesn’t deny there’s a monster in the closet or a wolf in the woods but it tames them. A study at Yale, published in the International Journal of Psychiatry in Medicine, found that “bereaved individuals who relied on religion to cope generally used outpatient services less frequently compared to non-believers.
Epicurus said that there’s no need to fear the oblivion after we’re gone if we never cared about the oblivion that came before we were born.
“Curtains is deft, funny, surprising and above all thought-provoking. Benjamin Franklin said that to know a society you only had to visit its cemeteries. Jokinen has taken him up on that, and added in our funeral parlours and crematoria. What emerges is a sharply focused picture of twenty-first-century North America – we’re uncertain about our values, distracted by inessentials but yearning, like every culture, to understand the meaning of death and the dead body, which is just another way of understanding life and humanity.” – Katherine Ashenburg, author of The Mourner’s Dance.
Just when you thought the melting pot couldn’t get any narrower some smart person added working out to the mix of blending art with just about everything.
Everything being fashion, music, culture (a given), food with or as an art, now getting FIT with Art which started only last month. might be the next new craze. And like all big success stories it takes place in NYC at the largest art museum in the United States, “the Met”.
Here’s the lowdown taken from T, the NY Times Style Magazine:
Monica Bill Barnes & Company, the irreverent contemporary dance troupe, started “The Museum Workout”: a 45-minute physical journey that spans two miles of the Metropolitan Museum of Art before opening hours. The workout, commissioned by the MetLiveArts, contains a route curated and narrated by the illustrator Maira Kalman, the author of “The Principles of Uncertainty,” and encapsulates the company’s motto to “bring dance where it does not belong.” “We wanted to honor what exists and build from it,” Barnes, the company’s artistic director, says of the unlikely setting.
By pre-selecting objects to encounter along the way (the Met’s permanent collection houses over two million items) and dictating participants’ movements, Barnes hopes the format’s “physical framework allows each audience member to have a unique emotional experience.” The workout begins promptly at 8:45 AM; at this hour, the museum’s usually clogged steps are clear, shrouded in shadows and bright patches of morning light.
Within the museum, Barnes and the performer Anna Bass serve as our athletic docents. They dance side by side, snaking through the museum, trotting, marching, speed-walking with ease. When objects, like a terracotta monument carved with angels, obstruct their path, they diverge like hand-holding lovers, separated by an oncoming crowd.
Make no mistake: this is a workout. Your body will perspire, your heart rate will rise and you’ll shed any light layers. (That said, my one request would be to increase the cardio incrementally and start with more stretches that early in the morning.) And because our enjoyment of anything increases when it’s otherwise prohibited, the workout’s massive pleasure derives from its illicitness:“trespassing” the Met before re opening hours, writhing to Elton John within the galleries, gently sweating on various marble surfaces. It confers other singular bragging rights as well — like having done jumping jacks before the marble statue of a nude Perseus
WATCH the Museum Workout Video Courtesy of the Metropolitan Museum of Art:
Though Kalman isn’t physically present, her presence is pervasive. Her narration proffers personal thoughts about art and unexpected aphorisms on mortality. Barnes admired her work as an acquaintance, and admitted that, like anyone she approaches for projects, “It’s just an excuse to become close to somebody that you think is going to add value and perspective to your own life.” Novelty aside, the building is exceptionally beautiful uncluttered with people. What the workout gives participants is an appreciation of the museum itself: the soaring ceilings, narrow hallways, spacious galleries; how the sunlight rakes and refracts through the windows, then scatters like beads from a broken necklace across the floor.
At the end, there’s coffee, clementines, crusty bread and butter. The assortment, neatly spread in the American Wing cafe, was chosen by Kalman, and her handwritten notes — scribbled with “KEEP MOVING” — lay arranged for participants to pocket. Though thrilling, the experience is ultimately ruinous. Wandering the halls after the museum has opened, your resting heart rate restored, How wonderful, you’ll think, as school children scuttle around, when none of you were here.
Source for Story: ALEXIS CHEUNG for T MAGAZINE – NY Times
What do you think? Meet me at the Met. Yes, No?
Humorous Sidenote (which has nothing to do with this post – I was phoning an auto repair shop): Today is Presidents Day in the U.S. I phoned Saturday to find out about getting an oil change on Monday (today). Asked if they were open on Monday. Girl who answered replied “Yes, we’re open.” To clarify I said “but it’s Presidents Day.” She replied “yes, but we’re Mexican!” How about Sunday? Are you open then? No, she replied. “We’re Mexican!”
This UNUSUAL INSTALLATION by James Turrell is designed to entirely eliminate the viewer depth perception.
Perceptual deprivation is something I struggle with at times all the time when trying to park parking my car but this is completely different. In general his work blends the worlds of art, science, architecture, astronomy, mathematics, archaeology, and spirituality.
James Turrell, Breathing Light
Ongoing at LACMA – Los Angeles County Museum of Art
You don little sock booties and walk through a sloping curved room with a strong light source at one end that continuously changes color. A little 60’s psychedelic, a little eerie mixed with some unexpected enlightenment.
About the Artist:
James Turrell was born in Los Angeles in 1943 and attended Pomona College, where he studied art, art history, mathematics, perceptual psychology and astronomy. He took graduate courses at the University of California, Irvine, and received a master’s degree in fine art from Claremont Graduate School.
Fresh from the Palm Springs International Film Festival:Two more movies with two intriguingly distinctive avant-garde dance styles and the ensuing competition that goes along with them. Because I wanted something artistic and upbeat as the festival draws to a close.
The dynamic energetic movies revolving around dance could not be more different from one another. One resembling poetry in motion and the other raw & sexually charged. Adversity is the only thing the main characters have in common and a drive to succeed.
I knew THE DANCER would if anything be visually stunning and I was correct.
Soko in “The Dancer”
I loved it. It was based on the true story of Loïe Fuller (perfectly played by French singer, songwriter, musician and actress Stéphanie Sokolinski, better known by her stage name “Soko”) an American dancer who became a sensation in Europe in the early 20th century-only to be swept aside just as quickly when a greater talent emerged on the scene. Don’t you hate when that happens? Said talent was Isadora Duncan whom you may have heard of as she became quite famous (gracefully played by Lily-Rose Depp in her first screen acting debut). The story relates how Fuller went from living a difficult life with her father in the Midwest to ending up at the prestigious Paris Opera creating a dance that was unlike anything that was seen before. She became the toast of the town and a legend who helped almost by accident to create another living legend. A hauntingly striking film.
King of the Dancehall
In Jamaica they really do dance to a different beat. I chose this movie because of the subject but also because I spent a lot of time all over Jamaica and part of that time was spent in Kingston where the film was shot. It was written, directed and produced by Nick Cannon (host of America’s Got Talent) who was also the main star. In other words a Nick Cannon production. Cannon was at the screening and answered some questions at the end.
Shot in actual Jamaican outdoor dancehall venues, Cannon plays Tarzan (they all have nick names), a Brooklyn drug dealer fresh out of prison, whose mother (Whoopi Goldberg) is ill and unable to pay her medical bills. As he contemplates ways to make money he heads to Kingston where he contacts his cousin Toasta (Busta Rhymes) in the hopes of striking up a deal to export the island’s finest ganja (aka weed) back to his hometown.
The movie is in English with English subtitles that I assure you helps with understanding the dialogue because a lot of it is in Patois. At least it’s authentic.
Toasta introduces Tarzan to the island’s nightclub scene with its vast network of fearsome gangstas, and his wife’s virginal (and sexy gyrating dancer of a sister) Maya whose suspicious bishop father (Lou Gossett Jr.) keeps her under a watchful eye.
Maya teaches Tarzan all the necessary moves so he is able to enter a contest in hopes of winning enough money to help out his mother.
What you need to know is that superstars like Beyoncé and Rihanna have used a lot of the original Jamaican dancehall moves in their shows and music videos. The North American audience says “that’s a great move” while the Jamaican dance audience say “she’s doing the (such and such…they all have names) move.” In Jamaica, the dancers are celebrities in their own right, known all over the island as dance stars.
All my time in Jamaica I never visited a dancehall such as in this film, but I did go to a nightclub and in Negril the locals & others dance to live Reggae music at night on the beach. This is where I witnessed very similar sexy dance moves as in the film. I had never seen dancing like that before….not here in North America!
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