Half a century ago, when I was 10, I wanted to dance my way home after seeing this film at the old Princess Theater in Urbana, Illinois, the theater where Roger Ebert said he fell in love with movies. In August, 1999, I rediscovered the film on a rented video cassette. Two days ago I bought the video. Irving Berlin wrote so many great songs that they carry the narrative of star-crossed lovers in the years before and after World War I as well.