It is a bad move to make, because now Lapdance is too romantic for the male audience, but the strip club setting is too objective towards women for the usual romance movie crowd to enjoy.
Before long, the dying father plotline is almost buried in the background of the movie, the motivations of what Monica does being blurred, as she gets deeper and deeper into the world of stripping.
It also helps motivate some of the side characters.
Suddenly, we have gone from a likely failure to a movie that could actually do something a mainstream movie couldn’t.
This is the kind of subject material that major producers wouldn’t touch as it descends too close to female objectification.
We like them as a couple and instantly our expectations of this film begin to rise cautiously. James Remar, playing Monica’s dad, loses out to a cancer battle and is announced terminally ill.
The medical bills to keep her father in care put the couple’s entire life on hold and seeing as they want to go into the film industry, they have no immediate way of getting the money together.
The good thing about a movie like Lapdance is that your bar is set pretty low wandering into it.
At least for the male viewers, it offers some attractive women to make the potential suffering a little easier, but you don’t expect anything more than sexploitation.
We are introduced to the cute couple leading the movie and the writers spend twenty minutes getting us to care for them.