Five years later, Tony Manero's Saturday Night Fever is still burning.
Now he's strutting toward his biggest challenge yet: succeeding as a
dancer on the Broadway stage.
Stolid sequel of Saturday Night Fever doesn't
live up to the quality of its predecessor, even annoys with Travolta
as a dislikeable nag and with a third-rate 80s soundtrack; the show finale is a bit amusing, though.
Halliwell (no star): "Fragile sequel to Saturday Night Fever, with some of its frenetic quality but none of its impact."
Maltin**:
"...fashioned by director/cowriter Stallone into a ROCKY-type vehicle
for Travolta...Broadway show finale, Satan's Alley (billed, with amazing
accuracy, as a musical trip to Hell), is a camp classic, but neither
the script nor the music...are in a class with the original 1977 film."
I'm an American living in Regensburg, Bavaria. Born in Munich I spent my first 10 years in Kirkwood, Mo. 1971 we moved to where I am now. Finished German school in 1981, afterwards studied philosophy and German literature and languages. 1982 I joined the management of the local film club's cinema Filmgalerie, and from 1991-2001 I co-owned an own arthouse cinema STALI (Stadtamhofer Lichtspiele). In between I also was partner of the cinema and music bookstore Angry Red Planet for a few years. In the 80s I co-founded the local industrial band and performance art group Lyssa humana that officially still exists, but currently doesn't perform (last time was for our retrospective exhibition in 2010) at the Kunstverein Graz. I was also member of the shortlived noise rock band Hammersmith. Since 2001 I work for the customer service of a large American online company.
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