So there you go, Gene Kelly's Hello Dolly. It was nominated for five Oscars in its year, but it missed out on the two big ones it was nominated for, for best film, best photography, ended up with Oscars for music and art and the sets.
Gene Kelly's direction is interesting because of course he was above everything a dancer and didn't he and his choreographers make the big production numbers into a dancer's dream.
But quite a few of the critics of course usually don't dance except with rage.
Quite a few of them found that all that was a touch overwhelming to say the least in the big Todd AO format.
Just the same it's probably a pity that we lose some of the effects of that today on the small TV screen.
I still think by the way that two of the supporting players are just about the best things in the show.
One is the young Michael Crawford, the other is his opposite number, the wide-eyed dark Marianne McAndrew.
Incidentally this was the first time that Michael Crawford had ever danced, well danced professionally anyway, and he did well didn't he?
I'll be back next Friday night with Wartime London's Secrets, The Shadow of Treachery in a movie called Heat of the Day starring the great Michael Gambon who made his fame of course in TV's The Singing Detective.
I'll see you then.
In the Heat of the Day, a tale of treacherous love.
This war's just so much bloody quibbling about a thing that's pre-decided.
With Michael York.
You've been naughty.
Patricia Hodge and Michael Gambon.
One of these days you'll be getting some of us into trouble.
For the first time on television, John Hine presents The Heat of the Day, 8.30 Friday, ABC.