By Andrea Thompson
That dancers will basically wreck their bodies for an art form which will chew them up and spit them out once they’ve approached an age that’s considered slightly less than young is pretty much a given. Unfortunately, the ones in the Georgian film (the European country, not the U.S. state) And Then We Danced have even less of a reward for their obsessive devotion. Why? Well, apparently Georgia not only thinks it can have dance without sex, but arts without gays.