This evening, again at the sprogs’ insistence, we watched Streetdance. Again (see previous posts) the plot was nothing to write home about but the dancing is simply prodigious. Like White Nights, this film’s particular originality lies in its bringing together of two very different types of dance – in this case, street and ballet. The film’s basic message is a joyous one – the sense of freedom that unconstrained artistic self-expression can bring, if the underlying discipline and technical ability are in place. Oh, yes, and the presence of a majestic and ever-handsome Charlotte Rampling would make this film worth a watch in any case.