A rather lame British comedy conceived as a star vehicle for
Charlie Drake. Packed with the usual
character actors of the period, everyone does their best, but no-one can save
it from being tiresome. Anne Heywood
looks as if she knows she deserves better than this but grits her teeth and
gets on with it. Perhaps mercifully, our
Charlie isn’t in every scene and seems superfluous to the plot, but pops up
every so often to do a (not terribly funny) routine and then disappear
again. I rather got the impression that someone had an old script
lying around and decided to rewrite it around him.
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