This is a tribute to the only person I ever really remember from childhood movie-going. In the UK, our press was suspicious of him because of his extrovert talents. Given the choice of Kaye or Norman Wisdoom, my parents own restricted tastes may I say, it was Kaye every time for me, and Knock on Wood in particular. Later I appreciated The Court Jester and the 'You'll Never Out-Fox the Fox' routine of gangmembers who spontaneously divide in half during the schtick.