A few nights ago, I watched the movie Brigadoon. It’s from the ‘50s. It’s a cinemascope musical, which means fine costumes, elaborately built sets, and lots of music. It’s one of those musicals where it’s almost ridiculous. If you’re a character, you can’t walk down the street without bursting into song about something. I’d seen it before, but having watched it for the second time, I realized there was more to it than what meets the eye.