"Annie, an unwieldy, mega-budget adaptation of one of the biggest Broadway hits of its era, is an irresistible train wreck of pigtail curls, bugged-out eyeballs, bomb-throwing Bolsheviks, Ray Stark-brand Great White Way nostalgia, and occasional Level 3 sex-offender cinematography."
"The gods who nurse this universe think little of mortals' cares. They sit in crowds on exclusive clouds and laugh at our love affairs. I might have had a real romance if they'd given me a chance. I loved him, but he didn't love me. I wanted him, but he didn't want me. Then the gods had a spree and indulged in another whim. Now he loves me, but I don't love him." - Cole Porter