Saturday Night Fever

Saturday Night Fever

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The success of the almost instantly dated Saturday Night Fever was twofold: There was the soundtrack as well as John Travolta’s north-by-northwest finger, as immortalized in Allan Carr’s career-making promotional campaign. But, from a purely empirical point of view, it was the music that drove the entire package straight into the zeitgeist. The movie itself was only the third-highest grossing film of 1977 (well behind George Lucas and Steven Spielberg’s sci-fi one-two), whereas the soundtrack album was the bestselling album ever until the arrival of Michael Jackson’s Thriller. But even at the time, disco purists balked and DJs held their noses as they were forced to spin truly overplayed tracks by the resuscitated Bee Gees, corny discofied versions of classical symphonies (or, as my friend once put it, “one fourth of Beethoven’s Fifth”), and even dopier Price Is Right showcase grooves by David Shire. (The two best tracks on the whole enterprise, Kool & the Gang’s salsariffic “Open Sesame” and the Tramps’s relentless “Disco Inferno,” were previously released.)

In retrospect, the less said about something many still claim as being the definitive compilation of disco hits when it contains not even a single track by Donna Summer, the better. Almost more people in the country owned the double album throughout 1978 than didn’t, which means that it probably accounted for roughly two-thirds of the pile of vinyl detonated at the Chicago White Sox’s Comiskey Park in 1979. And if that’s true and my guess is accurate, I can’t say I blame the stupid, drunken, homophobic masses. Divorced from its context within the film, the calorie-free dance-pop of “Stayin’ Alive,” “If I Can’t Have You,” “Night Fever,” and “Boogie Shoes” embody the mellow, shallow, poly-blend tackiness of the disco scene above sea level.

Which is why it’s strange to come to the film now and see that the filmmakers are almost on the same page as those of us who remain skeptical of the album’s historical standing, which may explain Robin Gibb’s claim (as cited on Wikipedia) that he’s never actually watched the movie. Disco is presented as neither particularly glamorous nor as a viable means of social transcendence for the young bridge-and-tunnel crowd. The dance studio where Tony Manero (Travolta) practices his finger- and hip-thrusts is run by an oily pussy hound who, in his spare time, teaches middle-aged sadsacks rudimentary disco moves. Tony’s eventual dance partner, Annette (Karen Lynn Gorney, showboating her forced Brooklyn accent), approaches the disco-contest circuit with measured condescension, instead espousing at each available lull in the conversation her endless roll call of superstars she meets during her work day—as a typist. Even dancers of notable skill like the Puerto Rican and black couples at the 2001 Odyssey club dance-off don’t see any glory; the trophies they earn are inevitably handed off to the white contestants.

Behind the music, Saturday Night Fever is more or less a chip off of Rocky‘s block, with a more heroic spin on the he-lost-but-he-really-won ending, but a far less earned stab at social betterment. After spending half the film staring at the Verrazano Bridge, Tony comes to the conclusion that a life spent primping his thinning hair, shaking cans at the corner paint shop, fighting with his arrogantly ethnic parents, bashing fags and spics with his crew, and winning racially-rigged disco contests might not result in a fulfilled existence. All the 2001 Odyssey offers him is the chance to impress a narrow—albeit adulatory—crowd, and even then only one day a week. In the end, Tony’s social yearnings are actually a whole lot closer to the mark of disco’s true cultural underpinnings. Saturday Night Fever‘s heart is actually in the right place. It’s ears, though? That’s another story.


Saturday Night Fever was shot with a gritty eye to match its R-rated sensibilities. Looking a little bit like an early Scorsese movie in a leisure suit, the Blu-ray edition almost comes off as a waste of bitrates and 50GB capacity. Colors bleed into each other, light blows out every night scene into a phantasmagoric blob (check out the exit from White Castle), definition and clarity aren't even on the agenda. Truth be told, it looks no better than an upconverted DVD. The 5.1 TrueHD sound mix might be a little bit rounder, with the expected 4/4 thump, but-and I say this advisedly, being I can't stand most of the songs in this flick-would it have killed them to slip in a soundtrack-only audio option?


They're not even trying to hide the fact that this is warmed-over goods. Billed as the "30th Anniversary Special Collector's Edition" of a 32-year-old film, Saturday Night Fever contains everything previously released in the 2007 DVD edition, horrific cover art included. Many of the features try to dance around the fact that John Travolta apparently begged off participating in the anniversary festivities, such as a revisit to the locations of the film with one of Tony Manero's crew (Joseph Cali) and a dance primer hosted by John.Cassese. There's an entertaining commentary by director John Badham, in which he divulges that Travolta would typically be drenched in sweat after each take on the "You Should Be Dancing" solo number, as well as an overview of the disco era that's about as reasonably knowledgeable as you'd expect in this context. In other words, it spends way too much time talking about the Bee Gees and Studio 54, but at least invites Nicky Siano and Last Night a DJ Saved My Life authors Bill Brewster and Frank Broughton into the conversation. It almost makes up for the presence of the "Fever Challenge!," a sub-Disney DVD game of Dance Dance Revolution without the mat.


In a just world, this movie would've been soundtracked with Donna Summer's "Could It Be Magic" and Diana Ross's "Love Hangover." So, in other words, the soundtrack to Looking for Mr. Goodbar.

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  • Blu-ray Disc
  • Dual-Layer Disc
  • Region A
  • Aspect Ratio
  • 1.85:1 Anamorphic Widescreen
  • Dolby Digital Formats
  • English 5.1 TrueHD Surround
  • French 5.1 Surround
  • Spanish 2.0 Mono
  • DTS
  • None
  • Subtitles & Captions
  • English Closed Captions
  • English Subtitles
  • French Subtitles
  • Portuguese Subtitles
  • Spanish Subtitles
  • Special Features
  • Audio Commentary by Director John Badham
  • "A 30-Year Legacy" Featurette
  • "Making Soundtrack History" Featurette
  • "Platforms & Polyester" Featurette
  • "Deejays & Discos" Featurette
  • "Spotlight on Travolta" Featurette
  • "Back to Bay Ridge" Featurette
  • Dance Like Travolta with John Cassese
  • Fever Challenge!
  • ’70s Discopedia
  • Deleted Scenes
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    Blu-ray | Soundtrack
    Release Date
    May 5, 2009
    Paramount Home Entertainment
    118 min
    John Badham
    Norman Wexler
    John Travolta, Karen Lynn Gorney, Barry Miller, Joseph Cali, Paul Pape, Donna Pescow, Bruce Ornstein, Julie Bovasso, Martin Shakar, Sam Coppola, Monti Rock III