And we continue with this series of 47 moments in film that I love. (Why 47?) I am almost not 47 anymore, so I should really get these done. For #39, we move continue with musicals, and one of the stranger films I’ve ever seen.
Seven Brides for Seven Brothers
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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.
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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.
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What’s your favorite movie? Some people can answer that very easily, others have a hard time.
Answers I’ve heard from others to that query have included Fight Club, The Wild Bunch, The Mummy, The Princess Diaries (parts 1 & 2), Avatar, Good Will Hunting, and Step Up 2 .
But what’s my answer? That’s the question. Continue reading 47 Movie Blogs #45 – Movie That I Have Considered to be My Favorite
This is happening, people. Apocalypse approaches (What type? Maybe one of these?) and I have time to get into a bunker, but I only have time to find seven movies to bring with me. Seven movies to take with me into the rest of my lonely, miserable, purpose-questioning existence. Continue reading 47 Movie Blogs #36 – Seven Movies I’d Choose to Stock My Apocalyptic Bunker With
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.
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