They say I'm crazy. I believe Gene Kelly is alive. He is so alive in my heart. When I look into his eyes. There is an immortal quality to it. That shine never dies. It lives on somewhere. Legacies really do count.
He inspires. Look at Singin' in the Rain. That movie was made in a dream factory. Really. Look at it, the production, the advertisement, and all of its grandeur.
I love him and Kathryn Grayson, and Judy Garland. The Pirate is amazing in its offbeat ways, Anchors Aweigh is a stereotypical film but done so eloquently with the songs and dances. Brigadoon has that lovely love story. Kelly is on top of his game.
There are so many reasons why I love Gene. His good looks, his rugged good looks, his smile, his eyes, and how when he becomes a bad guy he is a sweet guy and ultra sexy. How he promotes dancing as a real sport including all kinds of movements from sports and even housework. Ordinary objects become amazing. Unlike Astaire with the grace, he has a more sporty approach and I would rather have that in my book of sexy than a stuffed tie which Astaire sometimes was cast. I love Astaire too. They worked beautifully. Gene did great with kids. You can never be angry at him. He had a good heart and ran his own studio. He always was making the human body a beautiful story. He portrayed stories in almost everything. Everything was a ballet even if it was jazz or tap. He respected girls' bodies. Instead of making it a lustful story, he made it what it was for the story and to bring out the best aspects. That is why Cyd Charrise was so good with him. He used props such as the cloth and other aspects like spinning the camera to achieve the best possible angles to show a real women.
I could go on forever about the various aspects of Gene Kelly but here...
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