"For That Old Honky-Tonk Monkeyshine..."
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psalm_onethirtyoneDaddy and I have just watched That's Entertainment [or, an MGM Showcase].
It took until eleven o'clock. I shall not be getting online to-night, in the interest of going to bed sometime before 03:00 to-morrow morning.
But--
That's Entertainment is amazing. What's more amazing, or, if you please, more pathetic, geeky, silly, Soujinish, wonderful, is that I can sing along to almost every piece, and I recognise almost every actor. I always forget between the times I see him how much Fred Astaire means to me. He was the first man in films I was ever 'in love' with, and I still think he's the most beautiful, talented performer I've ever seen.
I love thee, Peter Lorre, but thou canst not sing and dance like Fred.
He is incredible. He has a beautiful voice, beautiful dancing, and he moves so quickly and wonderfully. He's just impossible. The sequence in my new (badly-made) icon is from Royal Wedding, when he dances on the ceiling and the walls to Night and Day. Fred Astaire was a magic man. He was pure magic.
And then there's Debbie Reynolds, there's Leslie Caron, there's Bing Crosby, there's Donald O'Connor, there's Judy Garland, there's Gene Kelly, there's Clark Gable (because, hell, Clark Gable did some singing and dancing. He did Putting on the Ritz, and it was absurd and cheesy and impossibly wonderful), there's Cyd Charisse, there's Frank Sinatra. I love these people, these beautiful old people. In That's Entertainment, there's footage of them all at the great MGM Luncheon of Antiquity. They look amazing. They're there, they're all there, and as the camera pans over the tables and I see all these people, so many people, and I recognise them--I'm so happy.
Sometimes I think I love too much.
I can sing along with Bing Crosby and Frank Sinatra in Did You Ever? I know what's going to happen next when Leslie Caron and Gene Kelly dance in An American in Paris. I can venture my opinion as to whether that clip of Cyd Charisse is from Silk Stockings or The Band Wagon. I can recognise Fred Astaire's voice anywhere.
Ginger Rogers is still the best dancing partner he ever had. Cary Grant singing his own part makes me want to die of happiness. I can't help slashing Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor. I can't help getting up and dancing along with Gene Kelly during the Singing in the Rain clip.
I can't even begin to put into words how much I love the old musical films. But I do. Ever since I was a tiny little girl whose greatest dream was to be a tap-dancer just like Fred Astaire, I've been watching these films, and I've been singing the songs that are in them, and I've been too in love with them to say.
Best years of my life.
It took until eleven o'clock. I shall not be getting online to-night, in the interest of going to bed sometime before 03:00 to-morrow morning.
But--
That's Entertainment is amazing. What's more amazing, or, if you please, more pathetic, geeky, silly, Soujinish, wonderful, is that I can sing along to almost every piece, and I recognise almost every actor. I always forget between the times I see him how much Fred Astaire means to me. He was the first man in films I was ever 'in love' with, and I still think he's the most beautiful, talented performer I've ever seen.
I love thee, Peter Lorre, but thou canst not sing and dance like Fred.
He is incredible. He has a beautiful voice, beautiful dancing, and he moves so quickly and wonderfully. He's just impossible. The sequence in my new (badly-made) icon is from Royal Wedding, when he dances on the ceiling and the walls to Night and Day. Fred Astaire was a magic man. He was pure magic.
And then there's Debbie Reynolds, there's Leslie Caron, there's Bing Crosby, there's Donald O'Connor, there's Judy Garland, there's Gene Kelly, there's Clark Gable (because, hell, Clark Gable did some singing and dancing. He did Putting on the Ritz, and it was absurd and cheesy and impossibly wonderful), there's Cyd Charisse, there's Frank Sinatra. I love these people, these beautiful old people. In That's Entertainment, there's footage of them all at the great MGM Luncheon of Antiquity. They look amazing. They're there, they're all there, and as the camera pans over the tables and I see all these people, so many people, and I recognise them--I'm so happy.
Sometimes I think I love too much.
I can sing along with Bing Crosby and Frank Sinatra in Did You Ever? I know what's going to happen next when Leslie Caron and Gene Kelly dance in An American in Paris. I can venture my opinion as to whether that clip of Cyd Charisse is from Silk Stockings or The Band Wagon. I can recognise Fred Astaire's voice anywhere.
Ginger Rogers is still the best dancing partner he ever had. Cary Grant singing his own part makes me want to die of happiness. I can't help slashing Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor. I can't help getting up and dancing along with Gene Kelly during the Singing in the Rain clip.
I can't even begin to put into words how much I love the old musical films. But I do. Ever since I was a tiny little girl whose greatest dream was to be a tap-dancer just like Fred Astaire, I've been watching these films, and I've been singing the songs that are in them, and I've been too in love with them to say.
Best years of my life.
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