Monday, April 12, 2004

Watched Holliday Inn last night. My favourite part was Fred Astaire stumbling into a New Years party terribly drunk. Staggering to the middle of the room he immediately, of course, begins dancing brilliantly. Then he passes out and can't even remember the evening.

Gots to give props to Irving Berlin for writing a song about George Washington's birthday. Not something I generally feel the urge to sing about, personally.

The Lincoln's Birthday segment was sort of racist I guess. It featured Bing Crosby and Marjorie Reynolds singing with black face. Although they were singing about how great it was that Abraham Lincoln had freed the slaves. There was even a part where an actual black woman (yup, the real thing) sang to her children about Lincoln. So, while racist, it seems it genuinely didn't mean to be. These folks simply did not realise there was anything insulting about painting their faces in that manner. Ah, innocence.

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