It's been a tough 2009, plagued by credit crunches, industrial action and singing twins with improbable quiffs, so, as a wiser man once sang, it's high time to put on those red shoes and dance the blues. It's an approached that worked a treat for Gene Kelly's struggling artist in MGM's Oscar-garlanded song-and-dance spectacular, albeit in black shoes. He twirls his way through ‘50s Paris in a blur of Technicolor, picking up his dream lady in the process, in one of cinema's most affecting New Year's moments. In case, like us, you dance more like Henry Kelly than Gene, fear not, there's still plenty of time to polish those routines in time for the big night. And if all else fails, there's always the funky chicken.