Ever since the northwest trip, I’ve been itching to see Annie (1982). Must be all the drawbridges I crossed. The classic so holds up! Let’s Go to the Movies – Little Girls – so may good numbers and I’m not even a person who particularly enjoys musicals. I had this annoying friend Jessica in high school who was in every two-bit theater production in town. I endured more than a few community productions of “Once Upon a Mattress” and “Jesus Christ Superstar” all in the name of friendship. We aren’t friends anymore. It’s fine; she’s stuck in my God-forsaken hometown probably still doing shitty community theater. Sorry I’ve gotten really off track. Back to my girls Pepper and Molly. Before the rumored Willow Smith remake treads on the memory of my favorite version which includes brilliant performances from Carol Burnett, Tim Curry, and Bernadette Peters, please watch the 1982 John Huston (Anjelica’s father) gem. That’s Ed Herrmann as FDR ya’ll. Only a hateful cold-hearted bitch could resist Grace Farrell. Love the climatic drawbridge scene where Punjab saves the day. Truthfully, I enjoyed every moment of the comforting childhood friend. As an adult you notice new things like the incredibly stylish clothes and decorating. Just saying, if you are in a pinch for a drawbridge, Annie’s the fix. Try to take the obvious racism in context as a quaint vestige of its time.