Film

Babes in Arms

Name: Babes in Arms
Genre: Comedy, Music
Released: 1939
Cast: Mickey Rooney, Judy Garland, Charles Winninger, Guy Kibbee, June Preisser

Comedy
Light-hearted

A 1939 musical comedy where Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland are young vaudevillians staging their own show to save their parents from the poorhouse. It's pure energy—wisecracks, production numbers, and the kind of underdogs-putting-on-a-show plot that feels like watching people fall in love with performing. For anyone who adores the golden age of Hollywood musicals or wants to see why Rooney and Garland were stars.

TMDb rating

3.2

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