I was swamped most of the day, and didn’t note the 40th anniversary of “Young Frankenstein”. 40 years down the road, it is as timely and classic as it ever was. Thank you, Mr Brooks, and the whole cast, you gave us all, and continue to give us all, excellent entertainment.
I guess theyre still available, just not easy to find.
You can still enjoy the experience, sort of. Mix a bag of regular m&ms and a bag of original skittles. Make sure your metformin is close to hand.
One of the networks showed a grainy, black and white Peter Pan, starring Mary Martin. I was too young to understand why, but Mary Martin made me feel funny in the pants. So for a few years, before I learned she was a she, I had a few odd gender confusion issues.
I’m watching the (pre-recorded) “Live” version now. Oh, the Robin Williams movie was ok, and it had it’s charms, and Dustin Hoffman did a better than average job, but the original pan is the best pan ever ( Don’t get me started on that Mia Farrow crap) This is pretty good. I’m going to stick around to see if Christopher Walken sucks me into watching the rest of it. It is a bit bittersweet, but only because I’ve been to where real lost boys are, and i know what this is really all about.
