**** Fable of a dancer (Moira Shearer) torn between love (Marius Goring) and ballet.
I remember when I was 5 or 6, I was the only one up at 6 in the morning. So, I was flipping through the TV channels and came across an old-movie channel, playing was The Red Shoes. I can remember thinking how graceful and wonderful the movie was. At the time, I didn’t understand the storyline, but I knew that the main character, Moira Shearer, was amazing. I had made a fort around my television, with pillows and blankets, and rested on my elbows and gazed in wonder as she danced. I muted the TV so I wouldn’t wake my parents, only turning the sound back on in a few places. For three whole months after watching that movie, I dreamed of dancing like she had. I dreamed of wearing point shoes and dancing to my heart’s consent. There isn’t just beauty in a dancer’s movements, not just grace or perfection, there is the pain of hard work. There is commitment. There is strength.
” Dance she did, and dance she must - between her two loves.”