Why Ballet Hasn’t Yet Caught Up to the Body Positivity Movement
People of all shapes and sizes want to dance, but not everyone is made to feel welcome
I would assess my own cultural awareness as disputably out of touch. I’m rarely up to date on the latest trends or threads of cultural discourse. Even major, newsworthy events can occasionally escape my notice if my ostrich-like disposition finds a particularly large hole in the sand where I can store my head. This ignorance is neither malicious nor intentional (or so I have convinced myself). Rather, it’s a subconscious self-preservation instinct bent on limiting my own worries to those immediately visible around me.
Parenthetically, just as I avoid the observable results of the Earth’s cultural rotation (a highly irresponsible habit, I’m aware), I similarly avoid horror films. Blood and gore do little for my attention span besides informing it that it should be diverted elsewhere.
With both of these self-proclaimed truths in mind, my decision to watch Netflix’s 2019 drama Velvet Buzzsaw was bewildering, to say the least. (At the present moment, I mostly attribute this choice to the fact that a brooding and impeccably dressed Jake Gyllenhaal graced the title card.)
