Today we had a lesson in how to handle the film equipment, and suddenly one member of my group said that Patrick Swayze died last night. Of course I knew he was very ill, having cancer, and of course I knew he probably wouldn’t live for so much longer – but of course I was a little shocked, and very sad.
I have to admit that the only movie I’ve seen Swayze in was Dirty Dancing – but that was all that was needed for me to adore him. Swayze IS Dirty Dancing to me. That movie wouldn’t be anything special without him. He was perfect as Johnny. His way of saying his lines, his movements, his charm, his eyes and smile – and those fantastic muscles… Is there any girl who hasn’t looked at him with longing eyes? (Okay, I guess there are, but that was a rhetorical question…)
R.I.P. Patrick Swayze, my Johnny…