A while ago I compared my inability to focus on writing to Baby’s reaction to Johnny Castle’s dance lesson. And now Johnny Castle is gone.
I’d like to remember Patrick Swayze and honor him by recalling five of his movies, my personal favorites:
Ghost – What he did with a lump of clay sitting behind Demi Moore was sensuous.
To Wong Foo Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar – Dressed as a woman he exhibited grace, style and class.
Dirty Dancing – His hips. Nuff said.
Roadhouse – He and Sam Elliott made a bouncer look downright sexy.
Point Break – I fell in love with his character’s thirst for the extreme.
RIP – Patrick (Johnny Castle). You will be missed.