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A Camp Classic for the Ages
John Travolta's Tony Manero struts from the Brooklyn disco to the Great White Way in a kitsch musical titled "Satan's Alley" and becomes an overnight sensation. So much for this misbegotten sequel to "Saturday Night Fever." Written and directed by that paragon of dance cinema, Sylvester Stallone, "Staying Alive" (1983) exists in its own warped universe. You know things are wrong when the Bee Gees play second fiddle to Frank Stallone in the soundtrack department. Leaving no cliché unturned, Sly handles the backstage drama in predictable "Rocky" fashion. The climactic bump-and-grind production numbers look like MTV run amok. A well-lubricated Travolta gives it his best shot, but cannot overcome Stallone's ham-handed approach. Top acting honors belong to Steve Inwood as the dictatorial choreographer-director -- in other words, a poor man's Bob Fosse. Come to think of it, you're better off watching "All That Jazz."

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Quite possibly the worst movie ever made
A perfect 10 on the unintentional comedy scale. Even funnier after three or four bong hits.

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Deservedly on most "All Time Worst Movies" lists. Travolta's worst movie.
What a wasted opportunity. That's what happens when you give the chance of a lifetime- the chance to complete the story of "Saturday Night Fever"- to the director of "Over the Top" and "Cobra". Even Travolta should be "Tskked" over his acting, much less his involvement, in this pitifully conceived, horribly written movie full of going soap opera acting and cliches, not dialogue. This is the first movie I can recall laughing at out loud in the theater and wanting desperately to leave. My friends were actually angered at me for hating this movie so much (I hate critics, but I take comfort in an almost universal "thumbs down" by them on this movie). But it's so, so bad that you can't stop watching it. This is why John Travolta was out of work for so long up until his "Look Who's Talkiing" success gave him the second chances he deserved Thank God, or we'd be denied some outstanding flims- "Pulp Fiction" alone. I suppose Travolta does his best with a rotten script, but this movie doesn't answer so many questions from the first movie that could have made for an excellent story- despite of a pointless acting bit by Manero's mom from the original. Terrible music doesn't hold a candle to "Saturday Night Fever" soundtrack. But like so much else in this production, most aspects of this movie come right off an 80s film production assembbly line- the music, the fashions, the night clubs, even this movie's concept of "theater." The "Rocky" theme song would have been more appropriate during the audition scenes. But frankly, not many sequals do capture the same magic of their predecessors- Godfather aside. Don't waste your time.