By Andrea Thompson
I told very few of my friends one of my darkest pop culture secrets: I still hadn’t seen the movie Cabaret. However, I discovered a way to more than make up for one of my biggest, most shameful cinephile lapses when I learned that the movie would be showing at Chicago’s Music Box Theatre. In 35mm, no less. Needless to say, I purchased a ticket in eager anticipation of the night, which I knew would be quite different from the fantastic stage play I had been fortunate enough to see.