This is my response to this week’s Flashback Track Friday prompt, where they asked us to:
Tell us about your favourite musical.
I’ve often thought it strange, that people here will sometimes answer a prompt, and use their response to not answer the prompt, but here we go…
You see, I hate musicals. Detest them!
My knowledge here is current, too, because only this year I watched a movie production of Les Miserables, and…
I wouldn’t mind, but in the case of Les Mis, I read Hugo’s original novel, which was sublime, and have seen several non-musical adaptations, which have been excellent. But as soon as they tried to whine the story, no thank you. Miserable was so apt!
There is (or was) a cinema just behind Leicester Square, in the middle of London, where they show musicals like “The Sound of Music”, and the audience is encouraged to sing along.
My idea of hell.
So, I’m left with musicals from my youth, which do at least contain positive memories. In my teens I was a fan, for a while, of Cabaret. I suspect this was more to do with my interest in history (and Thirties Germany is such an irresistable period to study) than my love of Liza Minelli.
I do have some happy memories from even further back, however. In fact, you know how you remember things from your childhood, and they appear magical? They were that good.
One was the great Willy Wonka, whom I have waxed lyrical about before, but I shall present another favourite today, Hugh Lofting’s Doctor Doolittle, starring the incomparable Rex Harrison. That’s another book that enchants, by the way, a wonderful read for your children or your grandchildren.