Tonight, around 7, my father and I started talking about movies I’d like to see.

And my grandparents are visiting this weekend which makes it a total snoozeville and I can’t do anything exciting. So on a Saturday night, I was sitting at home.

We asked them what movie they would want to watch and they were like “ANYTHING!! Except everything you want to watch.” So we settled on Holiday Inn, a 1943 classic starring Bing Crosby and Gene Kelly.

I love how Gene’s drunk and he dances better than anyone else can sober.

Anyway. It’s a cute movie about this performer (Bing being fantastic as usual) who is sick of working every day of the year, so he becomes a farmer so he can be lazy. As most logical people know, farming is hard work. So he decides to do something lazier. He opens a inn that only performs on the 15 holidays a year, hence a Holiday Inn. Clever,eh? Well then he falls for this dancer/singer type and then there’s this whole love triangle between her and him and Gene’s character, amidst amazing choreography and beautiful music, courtesy of the lovely Irving Berlin.