Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Oh no, not Johnny Castle!

I was distraught to hear today that my beloved Patrick Swayze is suffering from Pancreatic cancer.

While reports say that he is in good health and the cancer is limited, Pancreatic Cancer is almost always a death sentence.

Forever, I will associate the Swayze name with Dirty Dancing, a film that my sister and I played so many times one summer that the tape eventually broke. If I come across the movie playing at any time of the day or night, I will drop everything and watch it. At the time, it was a racy, sexy film that taught us that dirty dancing was oh so good and that nobody puts Baby in a corner. But for me, the best part of the film was the music.

I am, at heart, a great lover of "oldies" music. Boy and Girl groups, rock 'n roll and every genre in between, the number one spot on my car stereo is set to Majic 105.7, a renowned Cleveland oldies station that has been around as long as I can remember. But the movie is what first introduced me to songs like "Big Girls Don't Cry", "Stay", "Be My Baby" and a host of other songs. The undeniably pop sound that originated with much of this music was what has inspired other artists over and over again and what hooked me.

Of course the cheesetastic Roadhouse is also another great. Since I am a gay man trapped in a woman's body, I fucking love watching Roadhouse. The gratuitous naked chest scenes are the best. Coming in a close second is the fact that a real-life trained dancer could ever single-handedly take down a town of bad guys, get the girl and save the bar. But it's the movies and I don't ask for much, so there you are.

Ghost wasn't my favorite since I was creeped out by the Demi Moore kissing her dead lover through Whoopie. Seriously creeped out. And the scene with the clay made my stomach turn as well. I cannot stand the thought of mud drying on my body. I wash my feet after playing sand volleyball for crying out loud. Blech.

Anyway. Hang in there Johnny Castle. I hear that in your next movie, you play a gay cheerleading instructor and I think you will do well in the role. All my best.

Your devoted fan,
ADW

16 comments:

fatwonkkid said...

i was just reading about Steve Jobs and how he had pancreatic cancer in 2004. he tried the holistic approach for 9 months...that didn't work so he did the usual cancer stuff.

dirty dancing was where I learned about coat hanger abortions.

Mighty Dyckerson said...

I thought the pancreas was one of those optional organs - like the appendix or the gall bladder or the male nipple.

George said...

It's one of the more fatal types of cancer, unfortunately. I love anything with Demi Moore in it ... her voice gets me hard

Chuck said...
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Chuck said...

I never knew women could be like that, you know? And their so rich, they're so goddam rich, you think they must know about everything. And they're slipping their room keys in my hands, two and three times day, different women. So here I think I'm scoring big and for a while you think hey they wouldn't be doing this if they didn't care about me, right.

I'm a straight man. And I love this movie.

So lick my 'taint if that bothers you. : P

Chuck

Avitable said...

God - you and Britt are like fucking twins.

themuttprincess said...

It is sad.

I Lurve me some DD and Roadhouse.

I am not a huge Ghost fan either..

Tug said...

LOVE Roadhouse! Patrick...Sam Elliot...

nummy.

The [Cherry] Ride said...

Swayze is awesome. Road House rocked. He can't pull of drag, though ("Wong Foo" was awful). Positive thoughts to him!

Miss Britt said...

Did you see my post about things I love?

We should totally have a Dirty Dancing quote off!

abstractjenn said...

I freakin love watching Roadhouse

Get Well soon Patrick!

Lightning Bug's Butt said...

I think PS will be OK. I just have a feeling.

Roadhouse was the most ridiculous movie I ever loved.

Franki said...

Damn. I guess I gotta go rent Roadhouse.

Jake Titus said...

I've been wanting to post about PS for days but have not been able. I have worked around and helped the sick for the last 20 years. Pancreatic cancer is bad,. . . . really bad. He has a tough fight on his hands. I wish him the best. It's sad news.

Bogart in P Towne said...

While my sisters and mother watched that movie over and over, I just sat and listened to the soundtrack...over and over...I still know every word to every song on that tape...

That is sick and disgusting. I need to go turn in my man card.

VE said...

Forget Patrick...I want to discuss your beach volleyball adventures. I can't believe you didn't share any pictures with us. I feel so let down...we now return you to your regularly scheduled mourning.