Encouraging All to See Spielberg's West Side Story in a theater before it's too late.
I first saw it when I was in 8th grade. It was in Mr. Moore's Music Appreciation class. And boy! Did I appreciate it. It made me love musicals...forever. I had seen the Disney musicals of the era. I had even seen Grease, an okay musical, one that loses steam early and struggles to land much after "Greased Lightning." But West Side Story...it hit different. It was for me then. I believed in the magic of love. The music of Leonard Bernstein enlivened by Stephen Sondheim's words, metaphors, daggers through the heart of a hopeful boy that would last forever.