"The Graduate" opened 50 years ago today.
When it premiered in December 1967, its filmmakers had only modest expectations for what seemed to be a small, sexy art-house comedy adapted from an obscure first novel by an eccentric twenty-four-year-old.
There was little indication that this offbeat story - a young man just out of college has an affair with one of his parents’ friends and then runs off with her daughter - would turn out to be a monster hit, with an extended run in theaters and seven Academy Award nominations.
