There are certain things that you learn to appreciate as you grow older. Usually, upon experiencing these things, you wonder how you ever lived without them before that day. Everyone has examples of these and it's a list that grows as you age. One of the items on my list is the movie Road House starring Patrick Swayze. Yes, you read that correctly. Please let me explain... once you stop laughing, that is.
Many years ago, my friends and I used to go to a local bar that was frequented by many people from our high school. It was one of those places that at the time seemed cheesy and run down but looking back now, it was the source of a lot of fun. We went to school with several of the bouncers at that bar and I remember one day sitting around with them and somehow we started talking about the movie Road House, which coincidentally is about a bouncer and a nightclub.
Anyway, these guys could not stop raving about this movie. I admit, at the time I wasn't a huge Patrick Swayze fan, and a movie centering on him as a bouncer at a cheesy small-town nightclub didn't really interest me. However, their testimonials stuck with me, and a while later, on one of those socially-slow nights when you find yourself wandering alone through the "weekly rental" section of your video store, I saw Road House staring back at me on the rack. Remembering the praise this movie earned, I picked it up and headed for the checkout. My thinking at the time was that I should at least give it a chance, based on the cover charges my bouncer friends had helped me avoid. Little did I know how that decision would affect my life.
At first pass, Road House seemed like an errant script for an episode of Knight Rider that was somehow made into a feature film. But after the first viewing, I just couldn't just dismiss it so easily. Something brought me back. In hindsight I think there was something more to it. I call it "instinct." (Actually you could probably just call it being cheap, and wanting to maximize the privileges of the weekly rental. Regardless, the result was the aforementioned impact on my life.)
The second to fifth viewings really opened me up to the genius of the movie—a genius that was ultimately embodied by the delivery of a feather-haired Patrick Swayze as the protagonist, Dalton. Sure, the true philosophy was in the written script, but it was Swayze's delivery that drove home the strength of the words.