So, a friend of mine who works for a major library in Mississippi (yes, people actually read there, can you believe it?) was recently given the task of cataloguing a bunch of old films from the Mississippi Cooperative Extension Service (that’s a farm thing, for you urbanites). Among most titillating titles she’s tagged have been:
- Chickens of Tomorrow
- It’s Lamb Time
- Meat and Romance
- Pork Around the Clock
- Men Who Grow Cotton
Maybe it’s the theatre fag in me, or maybe…nah, it’s the theatre fag in me: they sound like song titles from a fabulously tragic 1953 movie musical about impoverished migrant laborers of the Delta.
Just wait till I pitch it to Hal Prince.
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