Generally, once a week, I trawl through the old films on the ‘Talking Pictures channel’ and inevitably find some gems e.g. Ice Cold in Alex, Dunkirk, The League of Gentlemen etc.
I found this unusually titled “Once a Jolly Swagman” starring Dirk Bogarde, Thora Hird, Sid James and Bill Owen,
about an aspiring speedway rider, set in London in the 50s (the actual speedway track being New Cross) I was therefore most surprised/gobsmacked when the crowd at the track all started singing ‘On Ilkla Moor Baht’ At - albeit rather poorly in a southern accent tha knaws ;o}}
As an aside, one of the sons was about to go over to Spain and fight in the International Brigade and he tells his poor, working class mum, “if anyone asks I have gone to France for the weekend”! Strewth, he couldn’t afford to go to Southend for the day never mind Spain for the duration!!
Have any of you experienced anything similar in films, or indeed real life?
Not unexpected for most people (the sinister change in music is a giveaway) but the family found this highly amusing :-
Watching Independence Day, front row of the cinema, missus tucking into a bag of Malteasers, Will Smith had captured the Alien and the scientist was examining it back at base when it grab him and slammed him up against the windows.
Missus jumped so much that the next three rows back were shower with malteasers :0)