Though the wholesome and optimistic view of "Strictly Ballroom," the film shows that dreams can come true and are not a fantasy, as they are sometimes thought. Frans apparent transformation, from a shy, unattractive amateur ballroom dancer who only dances with women, into a lively soul, whose own opinions and ambitions are clear, is an understandable statement in the motion picture. Scott's family past is one that he didn't discover until the closing stages of the film, but nevertheless the events that preceded and followed, are clearly related. The unexpected unity of Fran and Scott as dance partners is not a twist of fate, as their aspirations are truly a first-rate matching. Scott's hereditary ambition to defy the rules and rebel against all odds and judges, to have the freedom of dancing his own steps at the Pan-Pacific is unmistakable. The whole motion picture is a statement to the world, saying, "Dreams are just another form of reality.".
Frans true beauty was gradually released from the commencement of the motion picture to the end. Her transition from the "ugly duckling" to the "beautiful swan" was portrayed as the natural feeling of getting to know the character, thus we notice her distinctiveness and her characters individuality as a principal role. Scott ultimately noticed her inner beauty throughout the movies moving soundtrack, especially when Fran removes her hideous, "grandma" glasses and the song "Time After Time" begins to take you to a world of love and intimate desires. .
Scotts families past and future are one and the same, but with an exception, that one relative succeeded in letting the world know, that there are other dance routines out there, and they are an improved version of the legitimate moves that were in place. Doug, Scotts father, was a dance champion, but he was unable to conform to the moves of dancing championships, as a result, he danced his own steps but he lost everything in the process, his dance partner (who didn't agree with his rebellious attitude) and all respect for him.
