FOLLOW ME BOYS (1966) **** The greatest children's movie in the history of Hollywood. The high point of Fred MacMurray's brilliant career of family entertainment. Kurt Russell, Lillian Gish (!), Vera Miles, even "Bewitched" arch-villain Steve Franken, absolute perfection. After defeating the U.S. military, only then can the corporate structure be devolved it says, as a Rosetta Stone, and maybe the American courts can even be of some assistance with popular support entirely behind you. If I have any complaints about this film they're only that it set me up for a letdown with regard to the Boy Scouts, and to America. Maybe part of its appeal, also, was an ingrown desire for a cooler dad. You can barely hear the real '60s creeping in at the edge of the music. The melting ice cream scene is almost unbearably sad, but the one where the kids take the Sherman tank hostage, after the great editing of stock reserve footage counterpointed with live scouts, an absolute triumph. It was a different time, a different America. "No one's ever alone, who has something good to remember." When you think you're really beat, that's the time to lift your feet.