I was five years old when I saw the movie Grease for the first time. I’m sure a lot of it went over my head (at least, I’m sure that’s what my mother was hoping when she found out that on a rainy day at camp, they’d loaded us all up and taken us to a decidedly PG-rated movie), but I loved it. I wanted to be a pink lady (not because of anything that meant, but because I liked their jackets) and I spent a lot of time singing “Look at me / I’m Sandra Dee” to my dolls.
After a while we bought the record (yes, the record) and I often lay on the floor of the living room, hairbrush held up to my mouth in lieu of a microphone, crooning “Summer Nights.”
The point is, I was hooked.
And so it’s possible that I was teasing my daughter just a little bit about her infatuation with High School Musical, because she’s not even in high school and whole parts of the story go completely over her head, I’m sure, when she pointed out that the music is just fun. And didn’t I remember being a kid and liking something like that?
I suppose I do.
And so I was not terribly surprised to learn that High School Musical has taken to the stage with roaring success. Disney had always planned to license it for school/amateur productions, but when the property proved such a smash hit, they went ahead and expanded into professional production as well. The results thus far have been very positive. (The effort I’m expending not to type “duh” at the end of that sentence is substantial.)
But if Disney runs out of HSM-themed avenues, my offer of the synchronized swimming idea still stands. You know, just in case they need it.