Film

Words and Music

Name: Words and Music
Genre: Drama, Music
Released: 1948
Cast: Tom Drake, Mickey Rooney, Janet Leigh, Marshall Thompson, Betty Garrett

A 1948 MGM biography of Rodgers and Hart that's less interested in accuracy than in showcasing their greatest songs through lavish, imaginative production numbers. It's a musical valentine wrapped around a melancholy portrait of Larry Hart's self-destruction—glamorous and frustrating in equal measure, with Mickey Rooney channelling genuine pathos beneath the spectacle.

TMDb rating

3.0

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