Don’t get me wrong. I thoroughly enjoyed the BSS-UCC production of “Grease.” The students did a great job of singing and dancing, and by the end of the night, many of us were tapping our toes and pining for “Happy Days.”
But they weren’t necessarily better days. Hidden behind the pink ladies and the greasers, the audience found more than just boy meets girl in the middle of adolescent awkwardness. There is something very dark going on there at Rydell High. The intellectual is, as always it seems, the object of ridicule, and the innocent is alone and alienated until she compromises her values.
Once Sandy succumbs to peer pressure — once she realizes it’s more important to meet Danny’s expectations than her own — then she is able to don the black outfit and command centre stage. Once that decision is made, Sandy not only fits in, she is celebrated.
But something in me thinks that Sandy’s metamorphosis — and the joy with which it is greeted – should give all of us who know and care about high school boys and girls reason to pause.