This isn’t the most natural of films you’ll ever see as it showcases the skills of young lads attending a school where their more academic lessons play second fiddle to their singing. Led by their young teacher Bob Mitchell, these youngsters deliver a few songs whilst extremely conscious of the camera that is filming them. Even the more jolly songs seem to go hand-in-hand with a sort of compulsory grin on each of their faces, and the hearty meal they are toasting at the end as they go a-scouting just looked like sausage on a stick to me. It’s a feel good, naturally falsetto, film about camaraderie and the joys of harmonising, but you’ll never remember it afterwards - unless you were one of the boys.
