The film seems to be telling its own story.
Learning dance from scratch, all the cramps, doubts, tensions and fears that I have experienced have happened to me.
I still remember the first time I took a dance class, when I didn’t know anything, I gestured awkwardly on the edge of the class. When a person participates in a competition, he is so nervous that he forgets his steps, the whole game is blank, and he does not know what he is dancing.
For a long time, I have not found the sustenance of life. After work every day, the void continues, and I am at a loss. At that time, when I learned Latin dance, as long as I took classes or practiced dance, I could forget all those emptiness and anxiety. He also often practiced the basic dance steps monotonously in the dance studio of Nuoda. I still remember the first time I could dance Rumba to the music, as if I had really become a dancer. Later, I learned Waltz, and I can more and more experience the elegance and calmness that flow with the music.
In societies like Japan or China, there is some prejudice against dances with physical contact such as ballroom dancing. The story in the film is as real as what happened in my dance class. It's more of a documentary than a movie.
I am very fortunate that I took that step and stepped onto the dance floor. Since then, I have had an extra channel of breathing in my lingering life.
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