I have been thinking of the movies of my childhood and “The Great Caruso” starring Mario Lanza came to mind when I thought about the flicks that have in some way “steered” my life. I first saw this film when I was around 9 years old and home from school for some reason and watching the afternoon movie on one of the three TV stations we could get with our rabbit ears atop our black and white Zenith. I had earlier discovered Caruso while listening to old Victrola records in my grandmother’s attic. I was in short, already in love with Caruso. If you haven’t seen “The Great Caruso” it’s really worth your time and a click with Netflix. Of course Mario Lanza had matinee idol good looks like the young Placido Domingo and Caruso did not. But Lanza has the voice and in some moments sounds eerily like Caruso. What’s clear is just how much Lanza loved the great tenor from Naples. And that’s what I love about the film: it’s a devotional study rendered in music of the joys of influence in art. In short the film is poetry. By God. We are once more in love.