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...
