The Huggetts Abroad

The third film concerning the Huggett family has them in all kinds of problems. Jack Warner has lost his job and his son-in-law can't get passage for his wife Dinah Sheridan and himself to South Africa where a job awaits. So the whole Huggett clan, Warner, Kathleen Harrison, Hanley and Sheridan and the two other daughters Susan Shaw and Petula Clark decide to move bag and baggage to South Africa.

Here's what I don't get. For some reason they decide that it might be cheaper and faster to go overland from Algiers to Johannesburg and that's over 4000 miles through some nasty country, not all of it a colony of the United Kingdom. It seems so preposterous it's the reason I can't give The Huggetts Abroad a higher rating.

They also get some assistance from Hugh McDermott who has his own reasons for wanting to get out of Great Britain quickly and quietly.

With these British city folk in the Sahara desert The Huggetts Abroad is far more serious than the two previous Huggett films. If it weren't for the black and white I'd swear I was watching scenes from Legend Of The Lost.

Best part of the film is Petula Clark's singing. Before she became an international pop star in the 60s with Downtown she was a Deanna Durbin/Judy Garland like child star in the UK. Voice like Garland's a little Miss Fixit personality like Durbin's. But very pleasing to listen to.

Huggett Family fans of which there are many should like this one despite the impracticality of the premise.

If you remember the Huggets then probably this film is for you. It follows the family attempting to escape from austerity England to South Africa, and getting caught up in some diamond smuggling along the way.

The plot is paper thin (so much so that it almost disappears at one point), and the direction moves in fits and starts, but if you're feeling nostalgic for the days when we believed in the stereotypes for foreigners because we had no experience to teach us better, then you'll like this. Interestingly enough, the only out and out baddie in the film is another Englishman - even the Canadian diamond smuggler is a lovable rogue.

The film is made palatable for me, however, by Jack Warner, who despite playing more or less the same character as his subsequent Dixon of Dock Green (and The Blue Lamp) police sergeant, exudes an irresistible avuncular warmth, and Pet Clark, whose bubbly performance helps raise the rest of the family out of the mire that an uninspired screenplay tries to put them. She also gets to sing, though you'd never believe this little girl is the same as she who sang Downtown.

The Huggetts originally appeared in Holiday Camp.then there were 3 sequels in a mini series of which not surprisingly this was the last.The point of the Huggetts was the fact of their ordinariness.they could have been the neighbours of the cinema-goers.however when you took them out of their suburban surroundings and put them in exotic locations then the charm wears off.whats more the limits of the budget are openly on view for all to see.It is quite clear that doubles are being used on the location shots and that virtually all of the desert scenes featuring the actors are being shot in the studios.Indeed so risible are the desert scenes that you half expect John mills to appear from the horizon driving the ambulance from Ice Cold in Alex followed by a German tank.I presume that the idea of diamonds being hidden in an ice compartment was supposed to be a joke.the plot is just so silly that it is no surprise that the film series stopped here.However taken back to suburbia where they belonged then they were able to get a further 10 years on the BBC light programme just after the Billy Cotton band Show about 2pm on a Sunday afternoon.By the way it is believed that the street shots for the Huggetts home were taken in Oakhampton Avenue in Mill Hill North West London.

A charming, sentimental, simple tale of a charming, sentimental, simple British suburban family who would like to escape from the post WW2 austerity programme in operation. And Dad had lost his job too. To execute this escape they decide to drive over Africa to South Africa in a 2nd hand truck with a paying Canadian guest who has a rather dark secret in his oil powered refrigerator.

Jack Warner as Dad and Kathleen Harrison as Mum were perfectly cast Cockney stereotypes, the kids and Jimmy Hanley were excellent role models too. Everyone and everything, the story, production and acting is old fashioned and mind-numbingly ordinary - I've always loved this film! 83 minutes to switch off thinking and let it flow. If you do it's amazing just how believable the plot and people really are, even when Pet Clark bursts into song. Her second song was pleasant, yet it was rudely interrupted by a nasty piece of work complaining about the row.

This was the 4th and final Huggett film, but the family were revived by BBC radio from 1953 to 1962, at its peak getting more than 10 million weekly listeners. As the other films are never shown on UK TV nowadays I presume they've been banned by the Department of Political Correctness. I'm not surprised it didn't win any prizes at the time, but it's a nice little film.

The decision to take the Huggetts out of their natural habitat and dump them in the African desert was misguided enough to spell disaster for the series. The usually light-hearted nature of the films is also abandoned for this tale of diamond smuggling in which Pa Huggett and his prospective son-in-law undertake an arduous trek across the desert when supplies run short. It's watchable enough, but lacks the spirit of the other movies in the series.