Seven Brides for Seven Brothers is a movie from the 1950s about 1850s Oregon and a what happens when a backwoodsman finds a wife on a day-trip to town and brings her home to his six brothers, who decide they want to get married too.
It is also, I’m now pretty sure, the reason I think a real man should be able to dance as well as he can wield an axe.
If you watched this in your youth, I expect you’d have the same nostalgic, smiling jaw-drop that I did upon revisiting it. Without those wistful memories, your reaction will probably be more along the lines of ‘this shit is crazy’. Mostly because, in their attempt to find wives and inspired by the Roman capture of the Sabine women, the brothers essentially kidnap and hold six women hostage through the winter (but deep down they have good hearts, and really, does it sound so bad to be off the grid in the Oregon woods with a bunch of burly, ginger-haired men? I can think of worse things).
Never an A-list videocassette in our house, like Sound of Music or Mary Martin’s Peter Pan, but a solid B and got enough screen time for me to distinctly remember the costumes, lyrics to all of the songs and which brothers I thought were the cutest (we would identify them by their shirt colors in this scene below, surely as the costume designer intended).