I rewatched An American in Paris only because I had just read the story on which it was based (it's in the Adaptations book), and was curious about the differences. I wish I liked Van Johnson -- he's in so many movies -- but he just doesn't do it for me, in any capacity. The movie's based on an F. Scott Fitzgerald story and the changes were minor, nonsensical, and unnecessary. The story was more of a character study than a tragic romance and I'd recommend it over the movie.
Watched Two Seconds, 1933, Edward G. Robinson. Movie begins with Robinson being escorted to the electric chair.