What's not to love about this film?

Beautiful clothes. Beautiful New York Scenery. JFK Airport (it was called
Idlewild back then before Jack Kennedy passed) when flying was glamourous and
in its "heyday." Perky Jane Fonda. (I met Jane several years ago and told her
this was one of my favorite films. She said, "It was nice, wasn't it?")
Charming Rod Taylor. Sexy Cliff Robertson, the stereotypical (in a good way)
Hollywood leading man. Sophisticated Jo Morrow, to balance Jane Fonda's
somewhat more naive "small town girl." (Albany isnt that small of a town, but
compared to New York--) Witty banter between the leads that touched on the
"risque" (for 1963) but didn't go so far as to be offensive. That dream of a
big city apartment. (The "Friends" and "Mad About You" New York apartments
couldn't hold a candle to this one.) Mona's "Princess" telephone. Mike's
red telephone. (Can you tell I notice details?) And finally, beautiful music
by Peter Nero, some performed by the man himself. So much better than some of
what passes for "music" these days. (Has anyone ever met Mr. Nero? I have most
of his records.)

Film Critic Judith Crist summed up "Sunday in New York" forty or so years ago
in her book: "One of those brisk little inconsequential little Broadway
comedies which was made into one of those brisk little inconsequential films."
She didn't mean this as an insult, rather a blissful escape from your worries
and cares for a couple of hours. Inconsequential doesn't mean a terrible film
that is waste of time. "Sunday in New York" isn't trying to be "Schindler's
List."

Two requests:

1. Could "Sunday in New York" please be remastered on Blu-Ray?
2. Could IMDB please find out who played some of the smaller roles, "Gladys"
in particular who proves there are no small roles, only small actors?