This has a few good points, MGM London Studios,nice photography now revealed in the digital age and a lush backing score by Ivor Raymonde but that is where it ends.Two boring contemporary celebs that use to turn up all the time on TV for some reason or other link the musical numbers using a script (if there was one) that could have been scrawled by a 10 year old on his/her own let alone three grown men mentioned in the script credits. It must have looked dated even at its premier with perhaps its high spots being 'The Springfields' and Frankie Vaughan doing his sea shanty celebrating the fact it was nearly over. Poor old Cloda (Clodagh) Rogers does not even get a close up.You have to ask how on Earth did they get the money for this when at the same time people like Harold Pinter were out with the begging bowl trying to get his 'The Caretaker' financed.