Cats

Cats

If you're feeling traumatised by Tom Hooper's big budget version of Cats, and come to this far cheaper earlier film, based more closely on the stage show and shot entirely at the Adelphi Theatre, to try and make sense of why it was made in the first place, then I'm here to warn you that all it does is bring back the horrors. Chief among them, as far as I'm concerned, is how appallingly dull Andrew Lloyd-Webber's music is. "Old Deuteronomy", with its lovely and eerie key changes, bears another listen, and "Memory" (so good they sung it twice, which smacks of laziness) was blatantly written separately because it's the emotional climax to a show that's otherwise so devoid of emotion that it has no point. Only John Mills - as Gus, the elderly theatre cat - actually acts his part. The comic lounge jazz of "Macavity: The Mystery Cat" also stands out, but just underlines how desperately this musical needs more of the genre pastiches and catchy melodies that made the composer's Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat so memorable.