Helter Skelter

This film is periodically repeated on Australia's ABC and each time I watch it I am struck by how far ahead of its time it was. Sure, it's black and white, but the jokes are funny and the story actually takes advantage of tricks one can do with film which hadn't been possible with theatre.

The story centres around heiress Susan Graham (played by Carol Marsh) and her quest to rid herself of the hiccups. She is alternately aided and hindered in her quest by two guardian uncles (each of whom has a son who they hope will marry Susan), 'heroic' radio man Nick Martin (David Tomlinson) who in fact is brow-beaten by his domineering mother Mrs Martin (Judith Furse), but the film also segues into little comic vignettes.

Look quickly and you'll see Wilfred Hyde-White (of "My Fair Lady" fame) playing Dr Jekyll, Harry Secombe, Terry-Thomas, Mervyn Johns, Glynis Johns and many other notables of the time.

All in all, Helter Skelter is good clean fun and well worth watching at least once.

When I first saw the film, 'Helter Skelter', I saw the connection. When David Tomlinson appeared as Nick Martin, Special Investigator, heard nightly on the BBC I thought of 'Dick Barton, Special Agent'. The film was made in 1948 at the height of Dick Barton's popularity. There were thoughts at that time what would happen if Dick Barton (played by Noel Johnson) failed to turn up for an episode? Virtually the whole of Britain stopped at 18.45 each evening during winter to hear the next instalment. And look what happened in the film: Nick's girlfriend was accidentally looked in one of the rooms at the BBC and wasn't found in time for the programme so Nick refused to go on air. The whole country stopped. No-one went to the football or the races. I haven't seen any comments on the connection but anyone who heard 'Dick Barton' at that time would have recognised it. Only 'The Devil's Galop' was missing. Great film with old-time stars!

I picked up this unusual DVD, very, very cheap at Deptford market which I thought I would give it a look because I used to like Jimmy Edwards when I was very young and I also noticed that it was written by Patrick Campbell I also thought I liked. It turns out of course that Campbell, back in the day, he had a serious speech impediment and nevertheless delighted TV audiences then. In this film we have the lovely Carol Marsh and here had a bad case of hiccups and that was more or less the story although I noticed that she had been in Brighton Rock (1948) and later Horror of Dracula (1958). Unfortunately I didn't find Jimmy Edwards so wonderful but most of the other comedians were astonishing and Ralph Thomas was really good getting this in and around with some intelligent and brilliant situations. Later on he would direct the 'Doctor' films and some of the early 'Carry on' ones as well. Of course it is the funny men really in this one as, Jon Pertwee, Terry-Thomas (astonishing), Wilfred Hyde-White (someone has fun with his name having a turn as Dr Jekyll and Hyde!), Michael Medwin, Harry Secombe (splendid and before his rather fat days) and Richard Wattis. Great and very funny and especially creative like the silent film joke and the people having fun with the radio and people could not be seen. I even found that Naunton Wayne was uncredited in this and I'd see him just last night with Obsession the same year.

A mad cap comedy with many stars taking very small parts. The story line is pretty weak but the fast pace and non stop incidents makes this a very entertaining film and the time goes quickly.

In the days when having a million dollars made someone rich, Carol Marsh is a carefully brought up girl who has developed the hiccups. Aided by figurative characters, she and mama's boy BBC broadcaster David Tomlinson fall in love, but how can they find true love when they live in an Olsen & Johnson HELLZAPOPPIN' world?

Gerald Thomas' second movie is a crazy comedy filled with a lot of well-known comics of the era doing their shticks. There are lots of good ones, including Terry-Thomas doing his 'Technical Hitch' routine and Jimmy Edwards showing Walter Forde silent comedies, but just as you're getting into the rhythms of the ridiculous revue, the film makers switch gears to advance the ridiculous 'Love Among the Hiccups' plot, and just when that seems to be going someplace, it halts to show us a ridiculous series of mishaps at a haunted castle or the BBC. I would imagine that if you were a member of a contemporary audience, you would be charmed to see your favorite players interrupt this pre-Goon-Show nonsense, but if you're not, it seems more chaotic than funny.