May they all be white

Nothing says the Christmas season like 75 degrees in Texas. So when Turner Classic Movies aired White Christmas as part of their tribute to Irving Berlin, the DVR was programmed. I have a horrible obsession with this movie. First, it has a great title and the title song is sung by the incomparable Bing Crosby. Then you add Danny Kaye, one of the best comedic actors of his time and, at the time, bringing in just as much money as Bing at the box office. If there was ever poison in the vessel with the pestle, he could bring it to life. His crackly voice when paired with Vera Ellen are some of my favorite scenes. That and whenever he touches his life saving injury. Speaking of Vera, the choreography of her dances are extraordinary and every time she puts on those tap shoes, I want to get up and tap right along side her. Rounding out the cast is Rosemary Clooney. Sure, she can sing but her demeanor in this movie is pretty dull and almost detrimental. I would love to know the history of the cast working on this movie. A personal tradition during and between holidays, I can never get enough.

White Christmas (Paramount Pictures 1954) was directed by Michael Curtiz and was the first picture in VistaVision.

To my sister, a much devoted sister.