Deborah Ross

Gorgeous and electrifying: And Then We Danced reviewed

Some scenes are so mesmerising that you might even momentarily forget a killer virus is after you

Electrifying: Bachi Valishvili as Irakli and Levan Gelbakhiani as Merab in And Then We Danced 
issue 28 March 2020

The film you want to see this week that you mightn’t have seen if you weren’t stuck at home is And Then We Danced, a gay love story set in Tbilisi, Georgia, and it is truly wonderful and gorgeous. Every cloud and all that. However, in my area the demand on broadband is so high that all I get is buffering, buffering, buffering, like it’s 1996, so the only way I could watch this in its entirety was by getting up at 5 a.m. And if it was an absolute pleasure then, it’ll be an absolute pleasure anytime. It passed the 5 a.m. test, you could say.

Some scene are so mesmerising that you might even momentarily forget a killer virus is after you

This has been made by the Swedish-Georgian filmmaker Levan Akin who was inspired after Georgia’s first gay pride parade in 2013 was beset by protests. (Fifty people were attacked by thousands in the streets — when people could be in the streets; happy days!) It was filmed clandestinely and stars Levan Gelbakhiani as Merab, who lives with his mother, grandmother and layabout brother.

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