Saturday Night Fever follows a born-and-raised Brooklyn boy (Tony/Travolta)who hates his home life but lives for the night life. On the weekdays, he’s a hardware store prince (dude hates the place and skips out whenever he can) who fights with his father and fails to measure up to his mom’s high-power expectations (his brother is a priest, which is career gold in the religious Italian fam). But come Saturday night, he’s the king of 2001 Odyssey, a dingy-yet-poppin’ local disco. Every week he rocks the light-up dance platform – and his snazzy collection of bright suits, triangle-collared shirts and medallions – like nobody’s business, picking up new moves, new fans and new chicks along the way.
Manero’s a ladies man, on and off the floor, and whenever he’s looking for a random good time, he flocks to his tragically lovestruck dance partner, Annette (Donna Pescow). But he’s really into fellow disco diva, Stephanie (Karen Lynn Gorney). She’s kind of cold – and old (girlie’s a big city secretary) – for him, but he keeps hitting on her until she agrees to be his partner in dance – and awkward sexual tension.