A lesson about dancing, a lesson about following and leading at the same time, a lesson about fear and about not being afraid, a lesson about love being very irresistible, yet very imperfect. A movie that ends when other movies start: the first kiss.
I knew dancing means letting someone else in your private space, letting him so close that it scares you. If this was somehow described in Dirty Dancing – Havana Nights, the Tango Lesson lets you feel the tension, the fear, the whole mix of feelings on your own. I have seen amazing dancing, but this was beyond amazing. Because I felt every move, every fight, every loss, basically every emotion.
Although it is a bit typical in what a man’s attitude is concerned, even in a so ironical way: let’s keep our distance but I will sleep in your bed! I won’t be where we decided to meet, but I will call you later and pretend you got the place all wrong. Then of course I’ll show up at your door…
And also typical in what a strong independent woman is concerned: yeah, I’ll cry my heart out because of you, but I will be dancing with someone else and make sure I can carry on with my project, I’ll let you lead when I have too, but I will run you with such a strong hand when it’s my turn that you won’t really know what’s going on…
And typical of real love story: it isn’t always easy, it’s never safe, but it is falling in love…
The dancing…what can I say about the dancing? As little as I can say about the music. Exquisite, perfect, gorgeous, touching the depths of infinity, making gates of heaven open so the angels could see it? Those are only empty words. I can use them all up and still not express everything that should be said about the tangos in this movie. You should just see it!
Other than that, Pablo Veron is my new hero!
P.S. Thank you, Calliani! I can’t wait to see the second movie!