Patrick Swayze died yesterday. I'm pretty sure that for my generation he was every girl's crush, and quite possibly a few guys as well. Everybody wanted to be Jennifer Grey in "Dirty Dancing." A few weeks ago I had mentioned to my boyfriend and friend that I had never seen "Point Break" they were both shocked. Coincidentally, my friend was looking through the free movies on Comcast, and sure enough "Point Break" was listed. We watched it and I was pretty happy to see it. Swayze had moved from eye candy to someone I would genuinely want to chill with. Or at least Bodhi did, I mean who doesn't want to hang out with a sky-diving, president mask wearing, bank robbing, surfer?
Sometime after that, I had casually mentioned that I had never seen "Roadhouse," my boyfriend was shocked, questioning how I could have never seen it. Any one who knows me would know that this is the kind of movie I gravitate to. And as luck would have it, "Roadhouse" happened to be playing. And if you want to know how awesome this movie is you simply have to read the taglines;
"Dalton lives like a loner, fights like a professional. And loves like there is no tomorrow."
"The dancing's over. Now it get's dirty."
After Swayze's passing, perhaps the most appropriate quote from "Ghost"
"It's amazing, Molly. The love inside, you take it with you. See ya."
I hope you do take the love with you.
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