The ‘Dirty Dancing’ is one baby that should’ve stayed in her corner.

Dirty_Dancing_2017.pngDirty Dancing is a musical re-imagining of the 1987 film.

What a film.

What a horrible barbarity.


I sat through this film for the cast: Abigail Breslin, who I’ve loved ever since I saw her in Little Miss Sunshine and Debra Messing, who was ever so brilliant in short lived and little known Smash as well as her Will & Grace. That and to support Australian’s in cinema, especially indigenous Australian’s in cinema, with director Wayne Blair. It may have the actors, but they lack the connection between the characters. With this unnecessary remake, it has no heart, class, taste, or magic.

Simply put, it just feels plain wrong. When the film gets it so right the first time, whats the point in continuing? If you want to relive the magic, watch the original. There’s no need to remake it for a modern audience or attempt to sequel it in the forgotten Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights.

Whatever ABC were looking for in remaking this movie because Colt Prattes’ Johnny Castle held no charisma or swagger of his character. Although Breslin is a formidble actress, and one that I clearly love, it’s so unfortunate that she’s so unsuited to this role. If they’d switched Breslin with Sarah Hyland, who plays Breslin’s sister, it might’ve been something different. And the dancing’s pitiful, lacking in every way.

This is just a painful imitation that you could tell would never work from the very beginning. The only way you’ll be able to un-see this film is to watch the original and remind you what a timeless, cheesy classic it is.

This is one baby that should’ve stayed in her corner.

Film-O-Meter: 2/10.