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Dancing to a different tune

Now I am a Jewish mother, I can sympathise with those parental ogres in 'Dirty Dancing'

September 24, 2009 09:56

By

Miriam Shaviv,

Miriam Shaviv

2 min read

The first time I watched Dirty Dancing, as a teenager, I completely missed its Jewish undertones.

Swept up in the music and the moves, and of course, completely in love with Patrick Swayze — who died last week, aged 57 — I naturally rooted for middle-class “Baby” to overcome her parents’ prejudices and get together with her working-class dance instructor, Johnny Castle.

When, in the iconic final scene, the couple are finally embraced by all the pretentious guests at the hotel, and Baby’s snobbish father, who tried to separate them, is taught his lesson, I — like millions of other young girls — thought it was terribly romantic.

It was only several years later that I finally realised that the holiday resort was specifically Jewish, of a type that existed in New York’s Catskills Mountains for much of the 20th century.