Like most women of a certain age, I’m mourning the death of Patrick Swayze. While we knew beating pancreatic cancer was a tall order, there was some part of us all that hoped for a miracle.
I don’t want to see the footage of Patrick sick. It hurts too much. Instead I want to look back at Patrick as he was when I fell hard for him. I was eight years old when I saw Patrick play Johnny Castle in Dirty Dancing. You never forget your first love.
This final scene, which sees Johnny and Baby take the stage is one of the finest scenes in cinematic history. You can have your Citizen Kanes and Casablancas. I’d much rather see Patrick and Baby finally conquering that lift.
Patrick will be sorely missed, but he will live on forever through his beloved films (and the flops too).
