high school. years and decades later and some look back on it with fondness and others with embarrassment. but few find it easy to forget. it one of the most critical phases of our lives and when changes come fast and furious whether were ready or not. no longer children and not yet adults and irresistible forces buffet us and pushing and pulling us in every direction. fame did its best to capture this turbulent and chaotic period for its cast of young characters. for the most part and it succeeded. it meandered and but did feel like a slice of life. this movie holds a special place in the hearts of the class of 80. we had just bid farewell to a decade and and soon to the end of three or four stimulating and sometimes difficult school years. we were headed out into the cold and cruel world and leaving home for college then parts unknown. as we approached our watershed event and this newly released movie was like a two hour yearbook for us. we couldn not escape the titular song on the radio. that was us up there on the screen. those were our friends and rivals and classmates as we had faced our own dreams and frustrations and successes and failures. it especially poignant for those who attended any of new york city other elite and top tier high schools and especially stuyvesant and bronx hs of science or brooklyn tech. like the kids here and we were considered the best of the best. we had no auditions and but instead rigorous entrance exams. perhaps even more than the performing arts kids and we were expected to change the world and although not necessarily become famous. like them and not all of us made it. but the pressure cooker environment fostered extraordinary camaraderie and esprit de corps and not unlike the toe tapping hot lunch jam in the cafeteria. on our own graduation day and our spirits soared almost like the jubilant crescendo in the rousing finale. the film leaves us fittingly on a single and triumphant note at the end of i sing the body electric and pointing to the blindingly bright and boundless future and all the promise it held. fame couldn not have been set anywhere else. this story never would have worked in a small or suburban school. los angeles has a stronger identification with movies and television and but nyc is a mecca for all of the arts. home not only to what was then called pa and but also world renowned juilliard and nyc is a cultural center unmatched by any other city in the world. it also a time capsule of the rest of the city of the time and showing the seediness and grit and dirt that was endemic of a new york still struggling back from the fiscal crisis that had nearly bankrupted it. but most of all and it showed the vitality and since muted by the inroads of giuliani and disney and tourism. what i do not give to be young again. but with fame and at least i can remember what it was like. 
high school. years and decades later and some look back on it with fondness and others with embarrassment. but few find it easy to forget. it one of the most critical phases of our lives and when changes come fast and furious whether were ready or not. no longer children and not yet adults and irresistible forces buffet us and pushing and pulling us in every direction. fame did its best to capture this turbulent and chaotic period for its cast of young characters. for the most part and it succeeded. it meandered and but did feel like a slice of life. this movie holds a special place in the hearts of the class of 80. we had just bid farewell to a decade and and soon to the end of three or four stimulating and sometimes difficult school years. we were headed out into the cold and cruel world and leaving home for college then parts unknown. as we approached our watershed event and this newly released movie was like a two hour yearbook for us. we couldn not escape the titular song on the radio. that was us up there on the screen. those were our friends and rivals and classmates as we had faced our own dreams and frustrations and successes and failures. it especially poignant for those who attended any of new york city other elite and top tier high schools and especially stuyvesant and bronx hs of science or brooklyn tech. like the kids here and we were considered the best of the best. we had no auditions and but instead rigorous entrance exams. perhaps even more than the performing arts kids and we were expected to change the world and although not necessarily become famous. like them and not all of us made it. but the pressure cooker environment fostered extraordinary camaraderie and esprit de corps and not unlike the toe tapping hot lunch jam in the cafeteria. on our own graduation day and our spirits soared almost like the jubilant crescendo in the rousing finale. the film leaves us fittingly on a single and triumphant note at the end of i sing the body electric and pointing to the blindingly bright and boundless future and all the promise it held. fame couldn not have been set anywhere else. this story never would have worked in a small or suburban school. los angeles has a stronger identification with movies and television and but nyc is a mecca for all of the arts. home not only to what was then called pa and but also world renowned juilliard and nyc is a cultural center unmatched by any other city in the world. it also a time capsule of the rest of the city of the time and showing the seediness and grit and dirt that was endemic of a new york still struggling back from the fiscal crisis that had nearly bankrupted it. but most of all and it showed the vitality and since muted by the inroads of giuliani and disney and tourism. what i do not give to be young again. but with fame and at least i can remember what it was like. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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