Abby Huntley’s review published on Letterboxd:
The first person (at least I think it was the first, my memory of that time is kind of blurry) my mum had a relationship with after my dad left was an actor and singer (I think) and at the time of the relationship he was performing in Oklahoma! and used to sing Oh What A Beautiful Morning to my siblings and me like a sort of lullaby. I had never seen the play or the film until today and that song, particularly the solo right at the very beginning gave me such nostalgia a lump came to my throat.
I also enjoyed the dancing 🙂