I've got a bit of an unofficial New Year's Resolution. It stems from a shocking confession: I have seen very few old skool Hollywood musicals. Or, at least, very few all the way through. Isn't that bad? I've lost count of the number of times over the years Husband has said "Oh, yes, that song is in such-and-such a film", to which I've replied with a blank stare, much to his consternation.
So, I am working on changing this. On Saturday, I had the day to myself, and, after a humungously long walk, treated myself to two DVDs from the library. (I say "treat", as staff I borrow them for free, but a DVD rental from the library is an absolute bargain anyway, especially as you get to keep it for a week. But I digress.) Once home, I settled down with a bit of sewing to watch "Singin' in The Rain". And I have to say I loved it, of course. I have a total pash on Gene Kelly, now, too. And he was 42 at the time. Phwoar. What surprised me the most, however, was its similarity to "The Artist", which Husband and I had seen just two days before. How the advent of sound affected Hollywood as a whole, and particularly those people, like poor Lina Lamont, who just didn't have the voice talent to cut it in the talkies. Interesting. I also have a bit of a pash on 20s fashion, too, although I always feel it's not really for gals with bosoms and hips, but seeing Jean Hagan and other curvy 50s lovelies pulling it off, I might give it a go! I have "An American in Paris", another GK special, to watch, too. I might put that on tonight.
In the meantime, here's a genius bit of remixed Gene from a few years ago: