I see I'm not the only one who watched this on Turner Classic Movies the other night.
On the surface, it follows the same pattern as other cheapie rock-n-roll movies of the time: an assortment of pop performances tied together with a thin bit of plot. But "It's Trad, Dad" is much, much more watchable than your average rock-n-roll exploitation film,thanks to its impudent sense of humor (some of which anticipates Monty Python's Flying Circus). The stick-in-the-mud grown-ups are so perfectly over the top, the kids so sweet and earnest, and the narrator SO obliging-- even providing instant club clothes for the hero and heroine.
I also enjoy the glimpse of pre-Beatles UK pop, and the look at the craze for old- fashioned Dixieland jazz is a real revelation. What could be so upsetting about "There's a Tavern in the Town" or "When the Saints Go Marching In"?
On the surface, it follows the same pattern as other cheapie rock-n-roll movies of the time: an assortment of pop performances tied together with a thin bit of plot. But "It's Trad, Dad" is much, much more watchable than your average rock-n-roll exploitation film,thanks to its impudent sense of humor (some of which anticipates Monty Python's Flying Circus). The stick-in-the-mud grown-ups are so perfectly over the top, the kids so sweet and earnest, and the narrator SO obliging-- even providing instant club clothes for the hero and heroine.
I also enjoy the glimpse of pre-Beatles UK pop, and the look at the craze for old- fashioned Dixieland jazz is a real revelation. What could be so upsetting about "There's a Tavern in the Town" or "When the Saints Go Marching In"?