The title of this hour long film aptly describes the way Colonel Wintle saw himself and lived his eccentric and highly individual life.
Injured in the First World War, he volunteered at the outbreak of hostilities in 1939. He was incarcerated in The Tower of London and subsequently parachuted into France with the SOE, before being captured by the Vichy French.
The film begins with his funeral in the early 60's and the story is told via flashbacks, narrated by an elderly gentleman holding a solitary wake in a country pub. It transpires that this old cove is Wintles batman who made a seemingly miraculous recovery from mortal wounds sustained on The Somme, his recovery being solely due to Wintle marching to his death bed and specifically ordering him not to die!
The rest of the film carries on in much the same, hilarious, vain. Despite the rather grim backdrop to the story, I laughed from beginning to end.
Definitely a classic and one to add to your library.
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