I think it was my nan who introduced me to musicals. Or Aunty Barb. Or both. I only really know that I was a bit obsessed with them, watching Calamity Jane and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers in particular over and over and over again.
I’ve just watched Calamity Jane for the first time in years after author Harriet Evans mentioned on Twitter that she was going to watch it and, when I said I really must buy the DVD, replied that she had two and she’d send me one. (Really, Twitter is ace and authors are LOVELY.)
Joe’s in bed so I just made Harry watch it with me. He lasted out quite well – right up to the kissing scene, at which point he said, emphatically, “Skip. Past. This.” – and I cried both at The Black Hills of Dakota (which reminds me of my parents and I used to sing it to Harry as a baby) and Secret Love (which I also used to sing to Harry, but mainly just because it’s gorgeous).
I now have a hankering to watch Seven Brides. Or Singin’ in the Rain. Or South Pacific or Guys & Dolls, neither of which I’ve seen all the way through and both of which my mum loved. Or maybe I should just watch anything I can find with Howard Keel in (hubba).
So I thought I’d ask… what’s your favourite musical?
(And if you don’t like musicals, keep it to yourself, eh? Don’t make me come round and shoot a glass out of your hand!)