In honor of Stephen Sondheim, here is one of his earlier works, about the seminal insane stage mom and her daughter who ends up as the most famous stripper of all time.
About three-quarters of my favorite movie all-time, but not quite. Still sort of elemental to where musicals have gone since then.
A holiday classic about whether a crazy guy who thinks he’s Santa is actually Santa, made a time when studios insisted Christmas movies wouldn’t sell.
James Dean’s most famous role, in the movie that kind of invented being a teenager.
John Wayne drags a handsome guy around the American West because he is so racist. It’s kind of like the Odyssey.