The film pays much more attention to the music (The Commodores headline, Donna Summer croons "Last Dance," which is where the Oscar understandably landed for this film, than it does to characters or story. Well, there really is no story, just a bunch of scenes of people at the club for various reasons. Two underage girls want to compete in a dance competition there. A driver has The Commodores' instruments and needs to get to the show. A white-bread couple celebrates their fifth anniversary (despite club owner Jeff Goldblum hitting on the wife). Stop me if you can fill in the rest.
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