I've only just discovered, callow blogger that I am - and it's really very gratifying this - that I seem to have plenty of readers in the United States (or possibly one reader who repeatedly reads the same blogs and if it's you, you know who you are, and I thank you).
In fact for the past few days the number of US readers has outnumbered those in the UK. And we're talking a matter of dozens here, literally dozens.
In fact for the past few days the number of US readers has outnumbered those in the UK. And we're talking a matter of dozens here, literally dozens.
What to do about this? A celebration of Anglo-American cultural kinship is clearly called for. And here it is:
Watch here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JOoNOs8Ql28
A good friend of mine, originally from New York but now living in London, had never seen this clip until we watched it a few years ago, both spellbound. James Cagney (as the American George M. Cohan) and Bob Hope (a Brit, playing Eddie Foy), dancing on a table like there's no tomorrow in The Seven Little Foys (1955).
Cagney is one of the best dancers you're likely to see, ever. Even when he's not dancing, he's dancing. He has such tremendous grace and energy and eagerness that even his stillness is a serene kind of choreography. Bob Hope can execute a lumbering soft shoe shimmy, but looks in comparison like a rhinoceros in a florists.
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