My infatuation with movies began in 1939 in accompanying my mom and dad to my first “picture show,” "The Wizard of Oz". Admittedly, while I was scared spitless by Margaret Hamilton as the Wicked Witch of the West, the movie is a fond memory as the first step in a lifetime of film enjoyment.
Today's movies filled with not with fun, but filth
Tuesday, October 6, 2009 | 12:01 a.m. CDT
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