I can only agree whole heartedly with the previous comments. The names Ron Moody and Thora Hird are an indication as to the quality of the production. If this is a case of the original tapes having been lost or beyond repair, the story itself is good enough to withstand a sympathetic remake. It might even give a few modern TV producers a kick up the backside to see just what can be achieved without special effects, etc. The tagline became a running joke between my mother and I that lasted right up to her death over 30 years later, when she'd still threaten me with the Bill Oats treatment for my cheek. For some reason I'm required to write a tenth line - so here it is.
Review of Who's a Good Boy Then?
