I was 12 the first time I was seriously attracted to an older man. I had just seen White Nights, and fell in love with Mikhail Baryshnikov. And man, did I want to be a dancer! I wanted someone with his eyes and accent and body to hold me and dance with me the way he did in the opening sequence of that movie. And I wanted to dance to Say You, Say Me by Lionel Ritchie.
Misha's (I can call him that) grace, beauty and passion are legendary and unparalleled. He oozes sex appeal. I watched White Nights whenever it was on cable. The politics of the story was lost on me, but the dancing! The dancing was so moving. I am a fan of ballet (and Misha) because of that movie.
There's more August Movie Madness over at Jen's. (photo from here, movie sequence from You Tube)