Norman works in a jewellers workshop and fantasises (in the nicest way) about meeting the window dresser across the road from his workshop. He wants to buy her a diamond pendant but ... See full summary »
Norman works in a jewellers workshop and fantasises (in the nicest way) about meeting the window dresser across the road from his workshop. He wants to buy her a diamond pendant but calculates it will take him over 100 years to save up for it. He is talked into betting a pound on a six horse accumulator at the Goodwood races with a slightly shady bookmaker. When he has won on the first five races, the bookie owes him over 16,000 pounds and everyone begins to worry. Everyone's future depends on a single race ... what can be done ? Written by
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When Norman goes to the coffee shop, the bun and tea cup disappears and reappears in between shots and they switch places in between every shot before Miss Daviot arrives. See more »
Well, shall I go and get the tea now then?
Tea? We don't have tea till half three. Half an hour to go yet.
I thought, you know, perhaps you might like it early today, cos it being so hot and all that, and on account of the heat making us all so parched and everything. Nothing like a nice hot cup of tea to unparch it is there? You imagine it: all running round your mouth inside and then it goes down to your throat and then it gives you all that lovely feeling inside your stomach. You imagine it ...
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I'm old enough to remember Norman Wisdom films coming out at the cinema. The Early Bird was one of the first films I was taken to by my mother, when I was aged about five. And you know what? I've never forgiven her. Sitting through these movies again is torture, and Just My Luck is probably as bad an example as any. How could anyone have ever found the Wisdom characterization of someone who is, frankly, moronic, either amusing or endearing? Here he plays an idiot jeweller's assistant who places a small bet on an accumulator, in order to win enough money to buy his girl (who must be as retarded as he is) a necklace. Most scenes are just bad, some are embarrassing. If you think that laughing at the mentally ill is fun, this is the movie for you. Only redeeming feature is Leslie Phillips as a crooked bookie. And when that's your only redeeming feature, your movie is in trouble.
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