Before John Travolta hammed it up in drag, the MGM movie/musical reigned supreme. Sure, Singin’ in the Rain may get all the credit in the history books, but dig deeper and you’ll discover a cinematic gem: Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, the story of the feisty tavern cook Milly and her search for love and family in 1850s Oregon.
Unfortunately for Milly, when she marries backwoodsman Adam Pontipee, she’s forced to take care of his six brothers, who are blessed with the charm and manners of drunken Penn students at Fling.
Looks like bank failure isn't the only thing to worry about in the financial world. In The International, one of the world's most successful banks gets its dough from the small arms trade, prompting Interpol agent Clive Owen, doing his normal shtick as the rugged, intense hero, and Manhattan ADA Naomi Watts, foregoing her natural Aussie accent, to go after the bad guys (do the filmmakers really expect us to think that forces from completely different jurisdictions would work so well together?).
Thankfully, for the first time in recent movie history, our two leads do not hook up, but they do kick some serious ass.