In my book, "Man of La Mancha" takes the cake. Could that girl playing Aldonza even sing? It also made the play seem boring. I've been in the play before. I have a soft spot for that play. It is not boring.
"Goodbye Mr. Chips" probably stinks, too. I've never seen it, though.
Actually, I refuse to see the 1939 movie, truth be told. How *dare* they give that Oscar to Robert Donat instead of Clark Gable?
You insult me, I ignore you. That's how the system works around here.