Nothing Sacred
In Nothing Sacred, gullible newspaper reporter Fredric March thinks Carole Lombard is terminally ill., She’s not, but wants to visit New York City, so when he offers her an all-expenses paid visit …
Read More »Nothing SacredIn Nothing Sacred, gullible newspaper reporter Fredric March thinks Carole Lombard is terminally ill., She’s not, but wants to visit New York City, so when he offers her an all-expenses paid visit …
Read More »Nothing SacredIf I am fancy free
And love to wander
It’s just the Gypsy in my soul
Old Man Moon wake up ’cause I’ve fallen in love
So spread the news to all the stars above
Shine for my baby while we’re dancing tonight
And fill her tender eyes with love and dynamite
Topper is a nice, but stuffy, bank president who has his life turned upside down by the ghosts of two young friends – who teach him to live!
Read More »TopperIn Shall We Dance, a ballet dancer and a showgirl fake their marriage for publicity purposes before falling in love for real in this delightful musical comedy starring Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers in their seventh film together. Numerous mistaken-identity gags ensue.
Read More »Shall We DanceThe Lady is a Tramp is a classic song. It deals with the singer, rejecting the hoi polloi of the upper crust. She rejects their values for traditional, middle class values and living.
Read More »The Lady is a Tramp [song lyrics]Johnny One Note is a 1937 show tune from the 1937 Rodgers and Hart musical Babes in Arms. Judy Garland sang it in the Rodgers & Hart musical biography, Words and Music (1948).
Read More »Johnny One Note [song lyrics]Young assistant District Attorney uses a prostitute to indict gang of racketeers, its czar and his underlings. But when the gangster suspects her, she becomes a Marked Woman.
Read More »Marked WomanSong lyrics to I’m Feelin’ Like a Million (1937) Music by Nacio Herb Brown, Lyrics by Arthur Freed, performed in Broadway Melody of 1938, performed by George Murphy and Eleanor Powell.
Read More »I’m Feelin’ Like a Million [song lyrics]When the whole world seems wrong
Just learn the words of a simple song,
Of blue skies above,
Be a troubadour and all is love.