I have such fond memories of watching Grease with my cousin when I was younger. She was older so if she said it was cool, it had to be. We acted out scenes, choreographed our own dances to the soundtrack, dressed up like the characters, we ate up every piece of that movie. It was the story of innocent high school kids in the 50s who fall in love…so sweet, right?
Only when I got older did I pick up on the innuendo. You can believe that 7 or 8 year old me did not pick up on the fact that Rizzo was considering an abortion when she thought she’d gotten pregnant. Or how uncool it was for Danny to push himself on Sandy at the drive-in. Or how crappy it was that the happy ending was reached when Sandy changed who she was to conform to the way Danny’s lifestyle. Sure, Danny tried to change for her too but the movie ultimately ended with Sandy sewn into black leather pants, who are we kidding??
This doesn’t mean I don’t still look back fondly at those memories of Grease marathons in my cousins basement. But I wonder when its time for Brooke to watch it – and I hope its still considered a classic then – will our kids be so much more aware that she does get those things I missed?
I think I’m going to plant my head firmly in the sand while I can…..
This post is part of Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.