It has been fifteen years since Patrick Swayze uttered those
immortal words, "Nobody puts Baby in a corner." Which for
the history of cinema means absolutely nothing. Yet judging by the
number of times Artisan has released this "perennial
classic" on DVD, they would have you believe it is some sort of
cinematic landmark, a film of such significance and influence it
warrants attaching the words "Ultimate Edition" to its
title. Sorry, but as much as I love every single corny minute of Dirty
Dancing, I'm not buying the hyperbole. It is a cable staple at best,
and woe be any filmmaker, today or tomorrow, who would actually admit
to having been inspired by this utterly innocuous, totally formulaic
piece of 80's drivel. ("Crikey!", you can almost hear Baz
Luhrmann exclaim, in his typically broken Australian,"If it were
not for Dirty Dancing, there would be no Moulin Rouge!") If
Footloose and Flashdance turned the modern movie musical into an MTV
video, Dirty Dancing tamed youthful rebellion for the baby boomer
generation. Never has hot, sweaty, dirty dancing been as unerotic as
this - it made Jennifer Beals' torn sweatshirt look absolutely
shocking by comparison.
It is 1967, and Baby Houseman (Jennifer
Grey) is a doe-eyed innocent, off on vacation with her family in the
Hamptons for a summer of fun, frolic, dance and sandbox romance. But
this summer will be the one of Baby's coming-of-age: a mere few
minutes after stepping out of the station wagon, she falls in hot
puppy love with the studly dance instructor Johnny Castle (Swayze).
But her dear old dad (Jerry Orbach) does not care much for Johnny's
"rebellious attitude" and penchant for secret nights of
"dirty dancing," where the staff bump and grind to all that
loud and nasty rock 'n' roll. What is poor Baby to do? As much as she
idolizes her proud papa, she still wants to do the horizontal mambo
with Johnny. Ultimately, idealism will prevail - it is no spoiler to
reveal that it all ends with a big dance number and the bridging of
the generation gap. In the immortal words of Madonna, music makes the
people come together. The bourgeoisie, and the rebel.
Dirty Dancing is the perfect summer movie musical: sweet, silly,
well choreographed and featuring a great soundtrack of classic R&B
hits. It is also syrupy, sentimental and pretty stupid, and its
other soundtrack suffers the indignity of the likes of Eric
Carmen and a group actually called The Blow Monkeys. It is the kind of
marketing merger perfected in the 80's - baby boomer nostaglia mixed
with hip casting and MTV-ready montages. That such a trifle of a movie
actually proved to be such an unexpected and inexplicable box office
hit is either really funny, really subversive or really, really scary.
I happen to like most of Dirty Dancing. I don't care that the
story is utterly predictable and manipulative. Every generation needs
their West Side Story or Grease (not that Dirty Dancing can hold a
candle to either of those two genuine classics), so can we fault the
teens of the 80's for getting stuck with Swayze and Grey and not John
Travolta and Olivia Newton-John? The flick is well made, the
performances winning, and the dance sequences, while stagey, are fun.
And I'm always a sucker for the 80's Pop Music Montage, which Dirty
Dancing refined to the nth degree - watch Baby and Johnny
frolic in the river, flirt-cute on the dance floor, and make love
passionately while the editor dissolves to the sunrise. This is the
kind of stuff teenagers should be watching; if all of us, like Baby,
must eventually mature and embrace the realities of the adult world,
that doesn't mean we should deny those that follow behind us the same
youthful pleasures. So give Baby and Dirty Dancing a break. It may
rate as a footnote at best in the pantheon of modern musicals, but is
that not more than enough?
Video: How Does The Disc
Look?
You would think that after releasing Dirty Dancing
for the third time, Artisan would finally have gotten it right. You
would think wrong. This 1.85:1 anamorphic widescreen transfer isn't
particularly good: the print is grainy, dark and lacking in fine
detail. Colors are dated and slightly washed out, but made even worse
because it appears they were overpumped during the telecine process,
which results in noise and a very artificial look. Edge enhancement is
also present, which results in jaggies and attenuated ringing. On the
plus side, blacks are solid and there are no major print defects, but
it is faint praise when a transfer looks as fake, lacking in detail
and un-film-like as this. A disappointment.
Audio: How Does
The Disc Sound?
At least Artisan put in a better effort
with the soundtracks. Would you believe Dolby Digital Surround EX and
DTS 6.1 ES Discrete remixes!? (Yes, the apocalypse is here.)
Unfortunately, despite the considerable time and money spent, there
just isn't that much you can do with a film like Dirty Dancing. A low-
budget affair, frequency response is perfectly fine but even all
remixed and jazzed up, no great shakes. Stereo separation, especially
on the pop songs, is very good, but surround use is sporadic and not
particularly effective. Even the DTS ES mix sounds artificial and
gimmicky; ambiance is minor and discrete effects are only somewhat
successfully integrated into the mix. Low bass is good but not
superlative. Both of these remixes are perfectly fine, and only
hampered by the limited fidelity of the original source material.
An alternate English Dolby Digital 2.0o surround mix is also
included, along with English and Spanish subtitles and English Closed
Captions.
Supplements: What Goodies Are There?
The
DVD format has reached new depths of shamelessness with the release of
the Dirty Dancing Ultimate Edition. At this rate, what's next? A Boat
Trip Ultimate Edition? The Carrot Top Complete DVD Collection? The
Critters Quadrilogy? None would be any more silly than this, and the
overall cheapness of the affair is evident from the lack of craft
inherent in these supplements. It doesn't appear that Artisan put much
effort or care into giving this set the final polish it needed to be
truly great. Instead, we get a mix of raw materials and regurgitated
promo items from past releases. It is pretty shoddy, and only gets by
because all of the schlock is kinda charming.
Let's go in
reverse and start with all of the fluffy stuff on disc two. We get the
original theatrical trailers for Dirty Dancing and
its upcoming sequel/remake/reimagining Havana Nights, plus three
music videos for the immortal "Hungry
Eyes," "(I've Had) The Time of My Life" and "She's
Like the Wind." The 8-page collectible booklet is just a bunch of
adverts for new Dirty Dancing Ultimate Soundtrack CD release, Havana
Nights and the disc's extras. Then there is the crown jewel, the
complete 90-minute Dirty Dancing Live In Concert
mega-special, which must be seen to be believed. (Better yet, don't
see it.) Boy, were the 80's a horrible time in entertainment: this
poorly staged and choreographed mess is virtually unwatchable, even as
camp. The only highlight is Eric Carmen's hair, which threatens to
burst through the roof of the ampitheater. Parental discretion
advised.
Next we have some thrifty making-of materials. Over 40
minutes of new interviews are included, featuring
Jennifer Grey, choreographers Kenny Ortega and Miranda Garrison, and
writer Eleanor Bergstein. Alas, all are poorly shot and recorded (the
Grey interview is marred by plenty of outdoor noise, including
crickets) and there is no shape or form to the material. Why not craft
this into a real featurette? (Because perhaps that would actually
involve spending money?) And where is Swayze? There is also a 12-
minute Tribute to Emile Ardolino, the late, great
director of Dirty Dancing. But this, too, is just more interview
snippets strung together. More entertaining is Grey's 3-minute
screen test, where she continually messes up lines,
although her effortless rappaport with the camera is obvious. And if
you are really crafty, you'll also find a few easter
eggs, including EPKs for both the sequel and the original,
which is the only place you'll find any interview footage with Swayze,
co-star Cynthia Rhodes or Ardolino.
Wrapping it up are three
commentaries on disc one. The writer's track with
Bergstein is a holdover from the previous DVD, but it is actually
preferable to the new commentary with Ortega, Garrison, director of
photography Jeff Jur, costume designer Hilary Rosenfeld and production
designer David Chapman. Bergstein is heartfelt and informative, as her
script closely paralleled her own experiences growing up. The tech
track, however, just isn't that interesting, because no one is given
much of a chance to say anything of great depth, and really, how
interesting is the making of Dirty Dancing, anyway? Finally, another
easter egg is a hidden subtitle fact track, which is full of pop
culture factoids and Dirty Dancing tidbits, including plenty of cast
and crew bio information. Fun, but slight.
DVD-ROM
Exclusives: What do you get when you pop the disc in your PC?
No ROM extras have been included.
Parting
Thoughts
Dirty Dancing is a fun waste of time but hardly an
obvious candidate for the Ultimate Edition treatment. The extras here
are fine if uninspired, but most disappointing is the weak transfer -
even a film as marginal as this deserves better. But, for only $19.95
list, this two-disc set is certainly a great deal and worth
considering for fans who haven't yet bought any of the other multitude
of DVD editions. You won't have the time of your life, but you will be
entertained.