Frankie Howerd is the serf, Lurkalot, in this movie spin-off from the Up Pompeii TV series and the Up Pompeii film.
Taking exactly the same idea - servant to a stupid master/over-bosomed mistress, thick son and less-than-virginal daughter - this film pitches Frankie Howerd into the middle ages in England. He plays Lurkalot - and good King Richard too.
OK it's not the Up Pompeii TV series (which I loved) but for me it's a worthy successor the the Up Pompeii film (which didn't recreate the fun or laughs of the TV version).
Eartha Kitt pops up in impressive form for her cameo part. And Lurkalot actually gets the girl!!! Despite it's failings there is still plenty to enjoy here - the locksmith unable to open his own lock, let alone Anne Astons'! Lurkalot questioning the yokel. And his selling of Chastity Belts in the market....... 'Spare keys!!!!'
Graham Crowden has fun with the role - and the campest of camp Robin Hoods turns up with his merry 'men'!!! And then we meet Maid Marian.... well you can't blame him, can you?
Pour out something nice and settle down on a wet afternoon for a harmless laugh.
'Oh sod this for a lark - I'm off for a Crusade....'
Taking exactly the same idea - servant to a stupid master/over-bosomed mistress, thick son and less-than-virginal daughter - this film pitches Frankie Howerd into the middle ages in England. He plays Lurkalot - and good King Richard too.
OK it's not the Up Pompeii TV series (which I loved) but for me it's a worthy successor the the Up Pompeii film (which didn't recreate the fun or laughs of the TV version).
Eartha Kitt pops up in impressive form for her cameo part. And Lurkalot actually gets the girl!!! Despite it's failings there is still plenty to enjoy here - the locksmith unable to open his own lock, let alone Anne Astons'! Lurkalot questioning the yokel. And his selling of Chastity Belts in the market....... 'Spare keys!!!!'
Graham Crowden has fun with the role - and the campest of camp Robin Hoods turns up with his merry 'men'!!! And then we meet Maid Marian.... well you can't blame him, can you?
Pour out something nice and settle down on a wet afternoon for a harmless laugh.
'Oh sod this for a lark - I'm off for a Crusade....'