Continuing with this series of 47 moments in film that I love (Why 47?), today we hit #16, not with a sequel to Singin’ in the Rain, but with another moment from the movie. I said last time that I could probably fill a whole list of 47 moments from this movie. I won’t do that, but I think at least one more isn’t unwarranted.
Continuing with this series of 47 moments in film that I love (Why 47?), today we hit #15, and my favorite movie of all time. I could probably find 47 moments to love in this film alone.
When I was a young teenager, looking for things to do while away on a Summer vacation, Singin’ in the Rain came on TV. I viewed the opportunity to watch it with a lot of suspicion, fearing that it would be two non-stop hours of old fashioned dancing. Also, though I’d always liked movies, I had grown up on Star Wars and basically felt that anything that didn’t feature space battles, blaster fights, and Han Solo must be, by definition, inferior. But the potential of boredom overcame my suspicions, and I’m glad they did, for now if I were asked I’d consider Singin’ in the Rain (1952) to be my favorite movie.