You Don’t Have to Go Home, but . . . is an ode to dancing bodies, a grimy love letter to Philadelphia, a story about what to do when the DJ has played the last song, the club’s lights have come on and you gotta go . . . somewhere. Following three dancers at different stages of their lives, with legendary Philly dance party Second Sundae as backdrop, this documentary film examines the possibility of spiritual fulfillment in a socioeconomic configuration that ultimately doesn’t value the practices that make us free.
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It's not great by any means, but it's a pretty good movie that didn't leave me filled with regret for investing time in it.
if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.
Go in cold, and you're likely to emerge with your blood boiling. This has to be seen to be believed.
what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.