What amazed me was the astounding unity of the dance. “Thriller” came on, everyone gathered around, and it was as if they had all been watching the video all day every day for the last however many years. They even did the part where the zombies or the Thriller-monsters are crawling out of the ground, grasping at the person standing there. who was, of course, the bride.
Not to be outdone, at a wedding the following week, there was some “Billie Jean” choreography, which was equally as crisp. Billie Jean, in case you don’t know, is not my lover. She’s just some girl, who says that I’m the one. Wasn’t me.