I don't often get to see old movies at the cinema. But on a glorious, sunny day like today? Maybe that's why I dozed off during The Manchurian Candidate. (Even though it is a rather shouty film.)

On the whole, I prefer Frank Sinatra in High Society. The frocks are better.

And so are the songs.

All the movie buffs (and there must have been half a dozen of them) managed to stay awake.

I do hope I wasn't snoring.