Dec 10, 2011 | Guardian Unlimited
For me, New Year's Eve will be forever associated with the neighbourhood parties of my childhood, with middle-aged women smelling of gin planting sloppy kisses that left my cheeks smeared with lipstick.
In the most forgettable - and largely forgotten - of his musicals, Fred Astaire is paired with Joan Leslie in a wafer-thin romance about a flying hero on leave in New York where, to escape adulation, he pretends to be an idle civilian.
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