I was 16 when Grease came out, and my then girlfriend (who subsequently went on to be a fairly successful actor) went to see it 9 times. I've never forgotten that. 9! Myself, only once, albeit with the actor.
Not really my thing, but who can forget the final scene, and those trousers. It's a vivid memory of a carefree youth, when all I had to worry about was finding somewhere to skateboard, and why was such a beautiful young woman was interested in me. Genuinely thinking about that summer, and the fact that she, O.N.J. was absolutely everywhere.
_________________ For those that like that sort of thing, that is the sort of thing they like.
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