I fell in love with Erica Kane the summer before my freshman year of high school. Like all red-blooded teen American boys I'd come home from water polo practice and eat a box of Entenmann's Pop'Ems donut holes in front of the TV while obsessively fawning over 'All My Children' and Erica her clothes and her narcissistic attitude.
I have this embedded faith in the process through which films of a certain type get discovered on longer timelines.
Almost all institutions own a lot more art than they can ever show much of it revealing for its timeliness genius or sheer weirdness.