Finally mustered up the courage to watch season 2, episode 24 of Dance Academy. The big one. And then I watched the following episode, but got busy so I am yet to watch the season finale. This is the only other time I’ve watched this far into the show since my first watch because it’s generally such a happy, comforting show for me, and then the last episodes of season 2 are just like. woah. That’s not happy anymore. I guess it’s comforting in its own way, but it’s also borderline sickening. The whole team behind this show just absolutely nailed the feeling of grief and those first few days in the grieving process in a way that I genuinely have never seen or felt from another tv show before that I can recall. It just felt so, so real. It’s like you’re there with the characters. I will prob write more about this later because I’m honestly fascinated by how this humble little Australian teen/tween dance drama managed to capture something SO authentic and true and raw. Also tried to keep this relatively spoiler-free, but, you know. Anyways live laugh love Dance Academy I’m gonna throw up now and “More Than Life” by Whitley will be playing on loop in my head as I do so.
