Hang on a minute lads, I’ve got a great idea…

While folding laundry I just watched The Italian Job (the original, 1969 version, not the dreadful remake).

This was an iconic movie in my childhood, the red, white and blue Minis driving over and under Turin was something we all loved, and we all sang along with the song at the end. I wonder now how we all knew the movie so well before VCRs and DVRs? I guess they probably showed it once a year or so!

It is an odd movie, terribly patriotic (Noel Coward’s Mr. Bridger and his walls plastered with pics of ERII) in a less than subtle way; Benny Hill still makes me cringe and I have no idea why he’s in it at all; and the totally stupid ending- the physics of tons of gold sliding around like it weighs nothing and then not pulling the coach over the edge when it slides all the way to the back!

Still, it was a nice little bit of nostalgic escapism, and remember- “You’re only s’posed to blow the bloody doors off!”