Thursday, December 20, 2018

2018-12-21T03:30:53.000Z

My cold dead cynical heart loved every minute of Mary Poppins Returns. It hits that nostalgia sweet spot of those that grew up on old school Disney, and the yearly showings of Willy Wonka, The Wizard of Oz and The Sound of Music. It's corny, and it revels it in with all abandon. Is Devil Wears Prada woman Julie Andrews? No, but she nails it. I even loved this young Bert ex-Hamilton guy (Reg had to tell me who he is, no interest in Hamilton so please spare me your squeeing over your expensive as all hell theater tickets).

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