Kampf ums Geld

This is one of the harder reviews I've ever done. In the past, I have loved the Ealing Studios films I have seen. I also love the time I have spent in Wales--it's a charming and wonderful land. So I really expected to love A RUN FOR YOUR MONEY. Oddly, however, I liked it only mildly, though I wasn't totally sure why. So, instead of writing my review right away like I usually do, I decided to think about it for a while...mull it over in my head.

Now that some time has passed, I think the biggest reason I didn't love the film was that my expectations are just too high. Having seen films like PASSPORT TO PIMLICO and THE MAN IN THE WHITE SUIT (among many others), I expected the same magic. This really isn't 100% fair--as the Ealing people can't be expected to reprise the same level of success in every film. Another reason, and this one I think they could help, was that in many ways you never really get to know the characters that well. Too often, they are running about or having adventures and I felt that I wanted more. Finally, the whole idea of a country person going to the big city and having problems with the fast-paced city dwellers has been done many times before and the idea wasn't 100% original.

Still, there is a lot to like. Just from a historical standpoint, this is a glimpse at Welsh life that simply doesn't exist any more, now that their economy is no longer based on coal and slate mining. Also, while not necessarily a great film, it is very pleasant and worth watching. So, provided you don't set your expectations too high, then it's a very good film.

There's plenty to love about the Ealing Studios comedies of the late 1940s and early 1950s. There's a certain laid-back attitude towards all the stories, rarely falling back upon melodrama and maintaining a solid feeling of everyday realism – the humour is much more akin to the Australian style of comedy rather than the American, and that certainly appeals to me. Charles Frend's 'A Run for Your Money' is an undiscovered gem – a term I suspect I'll be using to describe a lot of the Ealing Studio's films – from 1949. The simple story concerns Tom and David Jones, two mining brothers from the quaint Welsh town of Hafoduwchbenceubwllymarchogcoch, who win a newspaper award, and so travel to London for the first time to claim their $200 prize. Once there, the two enthusiastic young men waste no time in getting separated, and their eventful day consists of numerous coincidences, near-misses, the reacquisition of a harp, a rugby match, the boss' bowler hat, and a cunning female con-artist who tries to relieve David of his money.

This is how I like comedy the best: simple, fun and effective. The two Welsh brothers (Meredith Edwards and Donald Houston playing Tom and David, respectively) are a pair of likable larrikins, though David (called by his nickname, "Dai Number 9") is naive to the point of gullibility, and Tom ("Twm") finds it difficult to say no to a drink at any time of the day. Alec Guinness has a brilliant supporting role as Whimple, the gardening-columnist who is instructed by his newspaper editor (Clive Morton) to escort the men about London. Interestingly, he is a sort of Clouseau-esquire figure, filled with a bloated sense of self-importance that is punctuated by, above all else, his terrible luck. Fittingly, and to our great amusement, the story eventually winds up with Whimple receiving the raw end of the deal, despite his best intentions. Moira Lister is adequate as Jo, the sweet-talking Londoner who tries to scam the credulous David out of the $200 prize money.

I also noticed some solid comparisons between 'A Run for Your Money' and director Frank Capra, and the sub-plot of the female con-artist finding the heart to redeem herself was reminiscent of Jean Arthur in 'Mr. Deeds Goes to Town (1936).' Additionally, Capra always had a talent for celebrating of the "common man," a notable example being the singing on the night bus in 'In Happened One Night (1934).' This film follows a similar sort of path: Tom and David Jones certainly represent this noble "every-man" - they are first sighted hundreds of metres underground, as cheery, hard-working labourers in the mine, with sweaty hands and blackened faces. Director Charles Frend also uses a merry song to emphasise the magnificence of the small-town folk of Wales. On the train to and from London, the hundreds of good-natured Welshmen join each other in a jubilant chant, a symbol of their togetherness as a people. Conversely, the uptight folk of the big city prohibit music in their pubs, and, on one of the London trains, a simple request for directions leads to a heated dispute over the most efficient route to Twickenham.

A Run For Your Money concerns a trip to London after coal mining brothers win a prize from a newspaper. Donald Houston and Meredith Edwards play the brothers from some long unpronounceable Welsh village and Alec Guinness plays the gardening columnist who is assigned to cover their visit. Guinness who resents being taken away from his beloved flowers manages to botch the assignment as the brothers get separated and never quite get to the rugby match that they wanted to see.

Edwards meets up with an old pal from Wales in the person of Hugh Griffith who gets money from Edwards to get his beloved harp out of a pawnbroker's shop. The funniest gag in this Ealing comedy is Griffith carrying that harp around all over Londong as they search for Houston, while all the time stopping at every pub on the way.

Houston gets himself involved with a known con woman played by Moira Lister and Guinness is frantic to see she doesn't steal the prize money that the newspaper gave the brothers Jones. Houston is one naive country kid, a bit of a spin off from the character he played opposite Jean Simmons in the first Blue Lagoon movie. A certain providence watches over him.

This film would mark the last time Alec Guinness was a supporting player at Ealing. Henceforth he would be starring in these films. Honorable mention should also go to Hugh Griffith one of my favorite British players. Griffith may well have not been acting as his character is called to be soused the entire film and his appetite for the grape was legendary.

A Run For Your Money still holds up well after over 60 years and is still a very funny film. You will be talking about those Jones boys from Wales.

"Run for Your Money" is a 1949 comedy that's just about that - two Welsh brothers, with some other interested parties, running all around London in a single day to collect a cash prize. This isn't a comedy of great witty lines and dialog that was typical of Hollywood in its golden age. Rather, it's of the British ilk of the same period with funny situations, and warm-hearted humor.

The film has a fine cast of actors of its day from around the United Kingdom. Donald Houston and Meredith Edwards are the brothers, Dai (David) and Twm (Tom). They work in the coal mines and hail from the fictional town of Hafoduwchbenceubwllymarchogcoch, Wales. Listening to the town pronounced in the opening, one comes up with a phonetic spelling for pronunciation close to this - Hah¬¬o Duke Ben Cray Buff Mare Hog Co.

The brothers have won a £200 prize from the Echo newspaper and are sent on their way to collect by the mine boss, company office and fellow miners. Clive Morton plays the paper editor who assigns his garden columnist, Whimple, to the story. Alec Guinness plays Whimple. He's to meet their train and escort the boys around London, show them a good time, and then deliver them at the paper office to accept their cash prize.

Several other people have fine parts. One is another Welshman, Hugh Griffith who plays Huw. He's a one-time celebrated singer from Wales who is now panhandling in London for drink money. And South African actress Moira Lister plays Jo. She's an attractive girl the boys meet in a lunchroom. She's also a local scam artist.

The hilarity begins when the boys arrive in London and Whimple can't find them at the train station. They soon get split up after meeting Jo, and Tom then runs into Huw. The rest of the film is frenzy as these disparate players run around looking for one another, with David showing up to collect the cash and Tom being thrown out of the office after he and Huw have had one too many pints.

The film has many chuckles with the scurrying about, and encounters they all have. The ending is just right for a harried day of country lads in the big city. The funnies line in the film is Guinness's Whimple. He says to his editor, "How much I prefer vegetables to human beings."

This is an early look at Donald Houston (1923-1991). He was just 25 years old here and in only his fourth film. It was one of just a few comedies that he would make. After this he would make mostly mysteries and dramas. He made a few war films, and although playing a leading man for a time, he was mostly cast in second tier films. His later career saw him in some fine supporting roles of first tier films. Both Houston and Edwards were Welsh, and Houston actually worked for a time in the coal mines as a young man. He entered an acting contest held in his local town and began a career in acting.

This was only the fifth film for Alec Guinness (1914-2000). While he had been on stage for several years, Guinness was slow to come around to the silver screen. But he made some fantastic British comedies over the years. He was a great actor who could play any roles. He received many major award nominations and won an Oscar, a Golden Globe, and three BAFTA awards. He still preferred the stage over film, and won a Tony on Broadway in 1964.

Most young people will know Guinness only for his role as Obi-Wan Kenobi from the Star Wars films. Film buffs who haven't seen him otherwise, and those interested in the theater and acting, owe it to themselves to watch at least a few Guinness films. "The Bridge on the River Kwai" (1957) is one of the best war movies ever made. For comedic genius and versatility, Guinness's eight roles in "Kind Hearts and Coronets" (1949) can't be topped. Among other great dramatic films in which he starred are "The Prisoner" of 1955 and "Damn the Defiant!" of 1962. He also starred in two blockbuster British TV mini-series.

A lesser-known, lightweight Ealing Comedy which follows the exploits of two Welsh mining brothers Donald Houston and Meredith Edwards who win a newspaper lottery prize of a trip to London, tickets for the big England v Wales rugby international at Twickenham and £100 prize money each. Sent out by the paper to chaperone them on their big day and write up their story is their reluctant, horticultural columnist Alec Guinness but almost immediately they arrive in the big city, the siblings are separated and fall into a separate series of misadventures before they have to make a madcap race for the return train home with a motley entourage in their wake, who've all played a part in their story.

A tale of innocents abroad, the film one suspects is mildly patronising of the Welsh as rather wide-eyed, boozy, over-trusting simpletons who sing their way through life's ups and downs. Houston's Dai and his solo adventure is more interesting than his brother's as he falls under the influence of what Guinness's character neatly calls a pro-con, pretty professional confidence trickster Moira Lister, out to separate Houston both from his money and his girl back in the valleys. I however found other brother Tom's escapade, where he picks up his old hometown harpist accompanist begging on the streets of London, rather tiresome.

The film has some funny moments like when a tannoy announcement is made for a Mr Jones from Wales at Paddington Station when the announcer can't pronounce their Welsh town name to a train full of Welshmen arriving for the match, with predictably chaotic results and a young Joyce Grenfell's turn as a fawning dress shop salesperson but the film suffers from too much slapstick and sentimentality. Houston and Edwards hardly seem like brothers and Hugh Griffiths as the hanger-on harp player soon irritates but Guinness already shows the skills that would make him a mainstay of the studio in years to come.

Lacking the sharp satire and social commentary of other Ealing Comedies, nonetheless I can see how this unassuming film might have cheered the average post-War cinema-goer. Me today, a bit less so.