Since then, I have become so addicted to old movies, I found myself crying like a little girl during TCM's 20th anniversary special. Spring 2015 ushered in a new challenge to watch all the old musicals and comedies from the 1930's up to the mid-1960s from the local public library. Having not written a proper movie review on my old blog since "Jersey Boys" last summer, I knew this was not OK in my world so here I am combining my two favorite things. And besides, why not?
Why should anyone care? As much as I do love old movies, there's no denying there's so much whitewashing that has been done during these time periods when it comes to minorities, women, the big crazy LGBTQ rainbow. But what is fading from the public consciousness is the movies that have slipped off the silver screen and right into a MM tin that broke the rules. Ida Lupino? Pre-Code films? People have not changed much over the last few decades and maybe if more historians/critics/writers like myself put out these Hollywood stories of films and actors, then maybe society has a shot at future refined empathy. Also, I have great taste because Cary Grant. #becausecarygrant
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