Not enough girl-on-giant-brain action.

This is 5% a fantasy about what we wish American democracy could be and 95% Judy Holliday being absolutely delightful. This should be as synonymous with American fantasy democracy as Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, even more so because it comes with a good lesson on how to recognize fascism. All that and Judy Holliday being MESMERIZING.

NO EGGS

This may be a comedy musical but I was practically in tears watching the masquerade ball scenes imagining what it must have looked like in color.