Shout
Footloose meets Hairspray. Came for Linda Fiorentino, but she’s only a bit part, as the speakeasy owner. The lead is literally a James Dean clone, a dead ringer.
Technically, it’s not a speakeasy per-se, just an underground rock and roll disco. Miscegenated, so literally illegal in the Jim Crow age.
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This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.