Thoughts on “SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER”-man, I can’t believe it’s been 30 years! Anyway, AMC continued in its tradition of loading commercials-horrible! But the flick is pretty good-a time capsule for the 1970’s! Watching JT walk into the hardware store where he works-he makes $4.00/hour! As his father observed: “four dollars doesn’t buy three dollars!” Anyway, did people REALLY dress like Tony? Those tightass pants and pointy-toe shoes-hope they never come back! I’m puzzled about the prices in the movie-Tony (JT) buys a polyester shirt for $5.00? Andy paint (where he works) is $10.95/gallon? What was the price level (relative to today) in 1977? Ah, the Disco era! That terrible music! Although, some of it wasn’t too bad. JT’s brother (the ex-priest)-would such an incident put your average Italian-American family in the dumps? Travolta’s mother was quite a head case-she’s still chiding her adult son for being late for dinner! Was Bensonhurst really that terrible in the 1970’s? Finally, the scene where JT is eating dinner (with a towel wrapped around his shirt) is a classic-“hey dad-WATCH the hair”!!
By the way-was Travolta into $cientology when this flick was made? He still looked relatively rational back then.
So, what are you doing here?
You should be dancing! Yeah!
Up your nose with a rubber hose!!
What??
Great flick. A classic. I have the soundtrack album and the DVD. Both are still among my favorites, although the Bee Gees were unfairly labeled as a disco group after this movie (and the Sgt. Pepper debacle didn’t help their careers either). And the non-Bee Gees music was just as good. Disco Inferno, Boogie Shoes, A Fifth of Beethoven. Manhattan Skyline.
I also loved Tony’s “Al Pacino” scene with his grandma. AT-TI-CA! AT-TI-CA!
Went to the drive-in to see this movie back in the day. Still have not seen it…
1977 Prices
Bread: $0.32/loaf
Milk: $1.44/gal US
Eggs: $1.30/doz
Car: $5,814
Gas: $0.64/gal
House: $54,200
Stamp: $0.13/ea
Avg Income: $18,264/yr
Min Wage: $2.30/hr
DOW Avg: 831
(Found here.)
Yes.
Her adult son still lives with her, whines about his clothes and hair getting messed up, and talks back to his parents. If he’s going to act like a teenager, why shouldn’t she treat him like one.
Beyond that, being late to dinner in an Italian household is major disrespect. Especially if it’s because you were preening yourself in the mirror. Only work is an excuse, and even then, you’ll be asked why your boss doesn’t understand that you have to get home for dinner.
No, he hadn’t heard of it. Anyway, he wasn’t rich enough to be bait for them.
30 years?
I feel old. 
The anniversary isn’t until December, actually. I was wondering about that, since I saw it with a girl I hadn’t started dating until 1978, but it hung around the theaters for a good while.
Oddly enough, I never saw it a second time, even on cable or whatever.