In about 15 years, I think there will be a strong feminine audience for Broadway.
My Brooklyn granddaughter's entire pre-school class sang Frozen's Let It Be, with emotion, at pre-school graduation. My other granddaughter, in Detroit, loves the story and its music, too.
My doctor here in Nashville told me his grandson got in an altercation with a little girl playing at his house. After separating them, he asked the little girl what was wrong. "Sam wasn't listening to THE song," she said.
My Costco seems to be sold out of the movie. I'm going to get a copy myself as soon as it's back.