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Moonstruck has been a fascinating cultural experience for me. I first saw it when I was in my early teens, maybe tweens, and I loved it (it's got Cher in it, how could I not love it?). Six or so years later, I attended Thanksgiving with my long-suffering partner's extremely Italian family, and I fell in love with Moonstruck all over again because oh my god they weren't exaggerating anything in the movie Italian-Americans really are this amazing . Then four or five years after that, I visited New York City for the first time and got a taste of the city in which Moonstruck is set (though 2010 NYC and 1986 NYC are vastly different places), and finally had all the pieces I needed to truly enjoy Moonstruck in its entirety. (I still love Cher, don't be confused, but Olympia Dukakis as Rose is absolutely 100% the best part of that movie. "You've got a lovebite on your neck." I CAN'T.) Now fast-forward to October 2016. We'd gone to see a play,...