Frozen (film)

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You know every word. That is not an accident of exposure — it is the entire premise of the evening, and it is why this beats the copy sitting on your television at home.

A nineteen-thirties Spanish Colonial Revival movie house in the desert holds this animation at a scale a living room never approaches. Then there is the audience: tourists, locals, families, the people who will sing along and the people who will not admit they want to. That mix turns a film everyone already loves into something you experience rather than watch. The desert cools once the sun is down, the theatre fills, and the song that refused to leave the culture finally gets the room it was always reaching for.

An evening show at the Plaza Theatre on Palm Canyon Drive.

Take the kid who wore out the DVD — or go without them and find out you were the one who needed it.