Last Days of Disco rewards the viewer with a bounty of pleasures. The film offers sparkling dialogue and speeches, and a detailed, understated view of the yuppie disco scene in New York circa 1980. Add to that list brilliant music and some great complex-relationship dramedy and you have a near perfect film. However, an oft-overlooked bonus is how the film provides some of the greatest examples on celluloid of the age-old dance craze known as the White Man's Overbite. Wonderful film, but I feel for the male actors, as their hands probably hurt like the dickens from all that clinched-fist dancing.