My mind no longer has romantic abysses, but has become shallow, with many little gaps and cracks. - Mason Cooley
Years upon years ago I saw the Marx Brothers' film "A Night at the Opera," a romping comedy centered around Verdi's Il Trovatore and was captured; not as much by the comedy, which I still enjoy, but by the operatic performances in the movie. And, it was not the Anvil Chorus that did it, but the more dramatic and subtle Miserere; Manrico and Leonora's duet where Manrico sings from a prison cell and Leonora sings a heart wrenching aria from the walls below his window. It wasn't until years later that I found the full opera in a used CD store and, though not yet a fan of the genre, nor having listened to much opera, I was somehow compelled to buy it. I've been a fan ever since.
Often when I hear of people's influence in classical music the credit typically goes to the old Bugs Bunny cartoons that did a wonderful job of presenting the classics in a way that kids (and adults) could enjoy. For me it will always be Groucho, Chico and Harpo.