OK, this is going to be one of those “Brain Fog” posts, so do try to keep up, or at least hang on as long as you feel it’s worth it.
Death has taken away some very special people recently, including Sir Richard Attenborough. Now you may have thought I'd be thinking more of Joan Rivers, but no, my friends. It’s Sir Richard for me this time round.
A brilliant character actor, dramatic actor, great clown, and one of the finest directors the film world has ever seen. I was reading an Obit penned by his naturalist brother, Sir David, who is a genius in his own right, and putting the 2 together made me think of (hang on here) the original Dr. Dolittle film which starred Rex Harrison as Doctor D., Samantha Eggar, Anthony Newley, and SirRichard who played a jovial chap with an extraordinary animal in his company. The famous “Push-me-Pull-you” as seen above (you had to be there).
Anyway, Attenborough provided a brief and sparkling presence and as I remember, larger than life, even for such a far fetched concept. You believed.
Apropos of nothing. Leslie Bricusse (Anthony Newley’s writing partner of many years) wrote a very touching song for the film that suddenly gave me an ear-worm. It's a love song. Here is a cover of that song by Linda Eder:
Beautiful, no? No ifs, ands, or buts, about it. Well, now here’s the song from the soundtrack of the film sung by the Doctor, Rex Harrison. Guess who he’s singing to and for whom the song was originally written? You’ll hear it at the very end of the song; the last phrase.
Beautiful, just beautiful. Dear Sophie.
Isn’t it strange how our chemo-saturated, addled brains toss thoughts about like small boats in a swift moving stream? Just another trip through the Pointless Forest, sans Oblio & Arrow. How my choo-choo-train of thought brought me to this place is beyond me, but I’ve enjoyed the trip. I hope you did, too.
And so it goes.