An overly long movie punctuated with the very occasional good song…

… this would be my short review of The Music Man (1962), which I saw last night with Anick. I guess it was worth watching, as now I know where a song I've heard over the years came from, but it definitely wasn't a favorite film. Marion the Librarian was particularly un-intelligent/gullible (as much as her book-knowledge seemed to serve her well, and she did stand up for the inclusion of books in her library). I did find the dance number in the library pretty good, and I liked the library's staircase and book dumbwaiter. But really!