Patrick Swayze, as hoofer with a heart of gold Johnny Castle catapulted my entire generation boy crazy girls into puberty with what might be THE single greatest chick flicks in the history of time, Dirty Dancing. I think I saw it when I was in 5th grade when a friend of mine stole her older sister’s VHS copy of Dirty Dancing (this is the same girl who also got a copy of Madonna’s Truth or Dare which we saw in SIXTH grade, one of her parents was the ambassador from Portugal or something, I can’t remember.)
Anyhoodle, it’s been years and years since I’ve seen it because I’m afraid I’d be embarrassed at my old self for loving it so much since I’m now Entirely Too Cool for chick flicks, and I think I’d just be sad that poor Jennifer Grey got such a bad nose job.
BUT that does nothing to diminish the Eternal Hotness of Patrick Swayze who was never hotter than he was in this movie. Remember, the mambo isn’t the cha cha. The mambo starts on two.