Film

It Happened at the World's Fair

Name: It Happened at the World's Fair
Genre: Comedy, Music, Romance
Released: 1963
Cast: Elvis Presley, Joan O'Brien, Gary Lockwood, Vicky Tiu, H.M. Wynant

Comedy
Light-hearted

Elvis in 1963, playing a crop-duster who ends up minding a lost kid at the Seattle World's Fair while his buddy gambles. It's a vehicle first and foremost—plot is thin, excuses to sing are thick—but it captures something specific about mid-century Hollywood's idea of harmless charm. Lightweight, colourful, made for people who just want to hear Elvis sing and watch him be decent to a child.

TMDb rating

2.9

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