Just watched (again) P. Ramlee's classic movie Madu Tiga from the early sixties. Felt nostalgic for a Singapore I never knew. Never such innocence again (and certainly never so politically incorrect. Can't imagine an out and out feminist watching Jamil's escapades with his three honeys/wives and her not throwing something at the screen. Pretty funny to imagine such a viewing in itself.)
Was reminded of the older Carry On films which I loved as a kid. Gosh, I miss them.
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