When I was a kid, we didn't have animated ice princesses screaming "Let it go". No, we had gangs of Victorian street urchins and their masters, all singing about petty thievery, child labour and malnourishment.
Ah, yes, the good old days of classic British cinema.
I'm not sure when I first saw Oliver! on the big screen. It certainly would have been later than 1968 when it first came out.
But it's stuck with me, this film of the stage musical of Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist.
It was thrilling, frightening, grim, violent. But it sure had great tunes. Still does.