Showing posts with label Kenneth Williams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kenneth Williams. Show all posts

Monday, December 21, 2020

DVD/150: CARRY ON CLEO (Gerald Thomas, 1964)

The tenth CARRY ON film jumped on CLEOPATRA's bandwagon, nabbing scenery and costumes left behind when the Taylor epic moved filming from the UK to Italy.

In hindsight, I always think it a favourite but whenever I watch it, I get increasingly inattentive as the famous moments of the film are mostly in the first half and the second half quickly dwindles away.

As usual with the CARRY ONs, the parts are more than the whole *Swanee whistle effect* with marvellous turns by Kenneth Williams as Julius Caesar and Sid James, for once giving an actual performance as Mark Antony.

The always dependable Joan Sims and Jim Dale are under-used, their comedy wattage is woefully missed in the second act.

It has a perfect Cleopatra in Amanda Barrie - her sly delivery and attitude really stand out - but again, she is wasted by not appearing until well into the film.  

Shelf or charity shop?  I think it might be time to give up it's space in my collection...

Sunday, March 24, 2019

DVD/150: DON'T LOSE YOUR HEAD (Gerald Thomas, 1967)

Anglo-Amalgamated released the first twelve CARRY ONs but when the franchise moved to Rank, DON'T LOSE YOUR HEAD was released without the prefix due to problems over who owned the CARRY ON.. title, the words still appear on the poster...


Robespierre's Reign of Terror is interrupted by the elusive Black Fingernail who, disguised, rescues aristocrats from the guillotine and under the snooty nose of police chief, Citizen Camembert.


The rescuers are two English fops, Sir Rodney Ffing and Lord Darcy Pue so Camembert journeys to England to catch them with his bumbling assistant Citizen Bidet and his mistress Desirée.


DON'T LOSE YOUR HEAD, despite the tsunami of double entendres, runs out of steam about two thirds in and never recovers.


Sid James is fine while the anarchic pairing of Kenneth Williams and Charles Hawtrey fizzes and Joan Sims is glorious as the outwardly-'refained' but common-as-muck Desirée.


Shelf or charity shop?  Despite some classic CARRY ON... gags, I think I can let this one go...