Ist ja irre - Der total verrückte Mumienschreck

It's a retread of Carry On Camping only with caravans as the usual array of characters ripe for fun picking innuendo laden shenanigans. Plot for what it's worth has a bunch of Carry On holidaymakers caravanning next to a Roman excavation site being run by Prof Anna Vrooshka (Elke Sommer) and Prof. Roland Crump (Kenneth Williams). Chaos inevitable ensues.

The absence of Sid James, Charles Hawtrey, Hattie Jacques and Terry Scott was always going to be felt (they had all left the franchise by this time), but Williams, Bernard Bresslaw , Kenneth Connor, Joan Simms and Peter Butterworth plough on stoically with the thin formulaic screenplay. Windsor Davis supplements them but he's no Sid James.

The series would trundle out two more films in the 70s before the ill advised comeback movie in 1992 (Carry on Columbus), one of which was the dreadful Carry on England. "Behind" isn't an awful movie as it does have its moments, such as the by-play between Sommer and Williams, and Bresslaw's henpecked husband act. It's also a very good snapshot of the era with budget holidays pointing to the unsteady political climate, while the sexual aspects reek of a time well left behind – but those attitudes did exist back then.

Passable Carry On fare but carrying with it the sadness in knowing the series was long past its sell by date. 6/10

This is my first "Carry On"-film and I really and unexpectedly enjoyed this. I mostly started watching this for completism, to have at least seen one movie from the famous franchise. And then I really enjoyed it and watched it to the end. Why? The plot is crap, basically it's a bunch of diverse characters getting together on an English campground in march, which looks about as jolly as an toxic waste site in winter, and then getting up to some horribly contrived antics.

Still, like wine, old jokes can still be good. What makes this movie so enjoyable are the many excellent actors with their impeccable delivery. And the movie always stays slightly naughty and mischievous without ever becoming sleazy.

Ah, c'mon..! We *know* it's not a patch on Carry on up the Khyber and Carry on Cleo but it's still fantastic in it's own rubbish way. The whole universe of cuckolded, horny husbands, shrewish wives and anaemic-looking dolly birds still makes me laugh my ass off every time.

You can see the gags coming from a thousand yards away and the plot's wafer thin but Kenneth Williams cackles like a champ, Kenneth Connor sleazes for England and Elke Sommer still looks fantastic in that cheeky suede skirt.

I grew up with the Carry On films and watching one is like opening a can of Instant Nostalgia. I studied archaeology at university and people always ask me if I was inspired by Indiana Jones. I've got a sneaky suspicion it was really Carry on Behind.

Carry On Behind is dismissed by some fans of the series as an inferior imitation of Carry On Camping, a crass caper that desperately tries to keep up with the times by offering viewers an endless tirade of even more risqué innuendo, crude toilet humour and gratuitous female nudity (bums and boobs, but no bush). I don't understand the criticism: in my opinion, that sounds like the recipe for a whole lot of fun!

Sid James and Babs Windsor might not be along for the ride this time around (they were busy working abroad), and Charles Hawtree is also notable by his absence, but even without these stalwarts of the series, I had a great time: Carry On regulars Kenneth Williams, Joan Sims, Bernard Bresslaw, Liz Fraser, Patsy Rowlands, Kenneth Connor, Peter Butterworth and Jack Douglas ably represent the old guard, while new faces include TV talent Windsor Davies (It Ain't Half Hot Mum) and Ian Lavender (Dad's Army), sexy German actress Elke Sommer, and dolly bird Adrienne Posta (Adventures of a Taxi Driver/Adventures of a Private Eye).

Between them they deliver the goods: Williams falls in a cesspit, Sommer takes a shower and flashes her butt, desperate middle-aged married men Davies and Douglas lust after bikini babes Carol Hawkins and Sherrie Hewson (of Coronation Street fame), Bresslaw goes in search of a foul-beaked Mynah bird, Posta wears a preposterous blonde wig (surely that wasn't her real hair?), Butterworth gets romantic with Sims, and Connor accidentally books a stripper for his caravan camp cabaret act! It might no be all that sophisticated, but its good for some guffaws and a fair few 'phwoars'.

This has to be one of the crudest carry on's ever, I am amazed its only got a PG rating, supposedly suitable for children! The subject matter is entirely adult from beginning to end of this film

There is very little in the way of a plot, it starts off simply by explaining how the different characters find themselves at the camp site. What follows is over an hour of undiluted toilet humour of the lowest kind. Its completely smutty and the sexual innuendo never lets up, its unrelenting

Part of the story is meant to be about an archeological dig but we never see any real work going on at the site. Its just another excuse for more smut as the Roman 'artifact' turns out to feature an erotic painting. The actress playing the Russian archeologist is obviously having a good time, her accent is not very believable and of course her poor grasp of the English language is used to create yet more filthy jokes

The two up for it lads are played exactly the same as Carry On Camping, come to think of it, this is really a sequel to Carry On Camping! But the highlight for me was seeing Kenneth Williams performance, he works his usual magic and seems to be on top form. Although we are missing a few favourite characters you soon forget and begin to enjoy yourself. The sight of a man falling into a cesspool is one highlight that really sets the tone near the beginning of the film

As well as the dirty humour there are some very funny set pieces which have to be seen to be believed. The part where Kenneth Williams hits his head in the caravan is priceless, had me laughing uncontrolably! Throughout the film the jokes are predictable, you can see the outcome ages before the inevitable happens but its all so drawn out that it becomes even funnier

The film doesn't really have an ending, the constant stream of crudeness continues, later on some strippers arrive. Its almost as if the producers were concerned there wasn't enough smut in the film so they got some stippers just to be on the safe side. They needn't have worried

Eventually there is a shot of a single caravan leaving the park, which is just an excuse for the events to draw to a close

In conclusion nothing actually happens in this film, there is no plot and no character development. The earlier Carry On's at least had some kind of love interest but this is really just an excuse for a filth fest of epic proportions

I have never seen anything like it. Its crude, offensive and sex mad to the end It actually makes me proud to be British, to think we can come up with stuff like this. We're years ahead of the rest of the world!

I loved it!