Young Frankenstein

1974 was a very good year for Mel Brooks.

I was three, and didn’t fully appreciate it at the time, but that year he wrote and directed two landmark films – Blazing Saddles and Young Frankenstein.

The latter of those two is my favorite comedy, a film I could watch every day, and twice on Sundays.

I love everything about it, from Gene Wilder’s pompous, preening mad scientist, to the way the horses react to Frau Blücher’s name.

And every bit of solid gold dialogue, from “What knockers!” to “Give him an extra dollar…”

Pardon me while I swoon.


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