I Carried a Watermelon: Food in Dirty Dancing
You may think that the 1987 film Dirty Dancing is about coming of age, dance lifts, and Patrick Swayze’s arms in a tank top, and true, you’d be partly right. But it is also about the mid-century culture of the Catskills, and that resort standard included family vacations, dressing up (beige, iridescent lipstick and coral shoes included) for dinner, and fancy dining to go with the fancy duds.
However, in DD (if you’ve watched it more than 20 times, you get to abbreviate), there is the added bonus of food symbolism, illustrating character attributes, and of course, sexual innuendo, which really gets us back to the subject of all those tank tops. Really, Johnny?
“Just put your pickle on everybody’s plate, college boy, and leave the hard stuff to me.”
With a leather jacket slung over his shoulder, Johnny Castle throws out this insult to Robbie Gould while Robbie is setting the dining room for dinner. It foreshadows the competitive nature of their relationship and the fact that Robbie is promiscuous, as well as insinuating that a part of Robbie is merely a pickle while Johnny is all “hard stuff.”
“Robbie, Baby wants to send our leftover pot roast to Southeast Asia, so anything you don’t finish, wrap up.”
At dinner, Baby and her parents volley mild verbal spars at each other about starving children overseas. The camera pans over half-glasses of wine and juicy pot roast on plates as this exchange takes place. These lines anchor the story in the Vietnam military build-up, but more importantly, illustrate how “out-of-touch” her parents think Baby’s aspirations are. Let’s subtly make fun of Baby caring about world politics through suggesting our pot roast (can’t get more American than that!) be sent there. Silly girl interested in starving people who probably wouldn’t like pot roast anyway …
“I carried a watermelon.”
With sweaty counselors gyrating on the dance floor all around her, Baby provides a reason why she has been allowed in a “no guests allowed party.” Even Baby knows this is a lame first impression for Johnny when she spouts it, but watermelon is a classic summer fruit: red, juicy, ripe, and so, so satisfying when it’s hot. And is it hot in here or is it just me?