I could fill this page with clips from John Travolta films.
Even when Travolta is not dancing, what he does as an actor rivets me like his dancing -- his intense commitment -- head, eyes, focus -- his un-breaking connection with the moment that I'm seeing. Whether he's thoughtfully looking straight ahead, or relating to another actor, I feel his thereness.
"Thereness" is a Zen thing; he's on the moment at the moment. Head-to-toe, everything about him, external and internal, is focused on IT -- whatever he is doing.
Yes, I'm a fan. In my dictionary, it's "enthusiastic devotee, usually as a spectator, ardent admirer, enthusiast; probably short for fanatic."
I've got so many favorite visions of him -- Travolta, the guy with wings in "Michael" -- Travolta's technically amazing ballet movements in "Staying Alive" -- Sylvester Stallone's sequel to "Saturday Night Fever" bombed, but I was enthralled, and....and ... . Hey, if you suddenly remember a favorite moment in a film or TV show, but forgot the name, here is a list -- Travolta films and TV shows.
The real-life Travolta -- marriage, children, home with a landing field for his planes, questions about homosexuality, relationship to Scientology -- all that floats by.
Because I am truly a devotee, a fan-fanatic. The man, John Travolta, who is there, is always, always there in whatever he does.
This video expresses someone else's "Top 10 John Travolta Performances."
This clip from "Pulp Fiction" delights me, no matter how many times I see it.