Keep Your Seats, Please!

Adapted from same source material as 'The Twelve Chairs', this British version of the tale focuses on a broke young man who has to find out which of his deceased aunt's chairs sold on auction has her precious jewels stashed inside it. Also hot on the case is a well cast Alastair Sim, cunning as ever as the greedy executor of the aunt's estate, as well as a 'friend' set on slowly cheating the trusting main character out of his fortune. Lead actor George Formby is initially hard to warm to with his blatant ignorance to the way the world works (an auction where he keeps outbidding himself is excruciating). As the film progresses though, he becomes a more likable soul as he gets to often show ingenuity, whether it be walking while singing to get one woman away from her chair or ripping a chair at the exact times that a doctor listens to his heart on a stethoscope (arguably the film's funniest scene). Clifford Heatherley is simply hilarious as the bewildered doctor in question who believes that the rip sounds are symptoms of a bad heart. There is also a delightfully zany part in which Formby and his friends disguise a goat and try to take it with them. The conclusion of the movie comes just a little too neat and quickly, but at an economically paced 82 minutes, the film at least never outstays its welcome and there are some memorable songs in the mix too.

Daft ha'p'orth George Formby tries to claim a fortune left him by a rich aunt hidden in one of a set of chairs - but the chairs get sold at auction and split up, prompting a frantic runaround. Gus McNaughton is his sly accomplice whose cut rises from 10% to 100% during the course of the operation. Alistair Sim is also after the stash. George gets to twang "When I'm Cleaning Windows" and a couple of other saucy numbers. Most remarkable is the first appearance of Britain's answer to Shirley Temple, Binkie Stuart, who at 3 years old is singing, dancing and cracking jokes - a bit of an eye-opener. Quite worthwhile, and with a surprisingly satisfying ending.

Out of work and dossing around, George (George Formby), the favourite nephew of a favourite wealthy aunt (Dame May Whitty) is left a secret inheritance after the aunt dies, but the cheque has been sewn into a seat that has been auctioned off with many of her other possessions. George learns of this and learning that all seven dining room chairs have been sold separately seeks them out.

Turned into a Formby vehicle from a novel by Ilya Ilf and adapted by regular Formby writer Anthony Kimmins and Thomas J. Geraghty and Ian Hay, this is a good early star turn as Formby/Kimmins still tries to find the formula that works for his films. There are plenty of laughs and set pieces, some quite hilarious. Produced by Basil Dean, Formby even gets to sing one of his best known songs, 'When I'm Cleaning Windows'.

More than a vehicle for the popular George Formby, this pleasant musical offers star turns by comedienne Florence Desmond and the inimitable Alistair Sim, plus an appealing tot called Binkie Stuart. Based on a Russian play, this plot has George trying to discover which of a half dozen chairs his late and eccentric aunt has hidden his inheritance in. Of course, the chairs have been sold at auction, requiring George to pursue them various locales, each allowing a Marx Brothers-type comic sequence.

'Keep Your Seats, Please' is based on the same Russian novel that inspired both Mel Brooks's film 'The Twelve Chairs' and Fred Allen's most hilarious movie 'It's in the Bag!'. The latter was largely written by none other than Alma Reville (Mrs Alfred Hitchcock), who must surely have been familiar with the earlier 'Keep Your Seats, Please'.

This hilarious George Formby vehicle has a couple of interesting "degrees of separation", due to the film's leading lady and director. Florence Desmond was the only actress to work with both George Formby AND Will Rogers, two very different comedians. Monty Banks, who helmed this film, was the only person ever to direct a George Formby movie AND a Laurel and Hardy movie. Banks had an amazing career: he attained near-stardom as an actor in American silent films before moving to Britain and marrying none other than our Gracie Fields. A native of Italy, he was interned as an 'enemy alien' during the war.

In 'Keep Your Seats, Please', Formby's character is named George Withers (any relation to Googie?). He plays his usual chancer, skint and gormless with it ... except that, this time round, he has an eccentric aunt who's wealthy. George is her favourite nephew, but she has a squadron of other relations who are eager to grab her estate. So, Aunt Georgina Withers sews £90,000 worth of jewellery and bonds into the cushion of a chair to keep them safe for George. Wait a minute: couldn't she just GIVE him the dosh? Perhaps she's afraid that her other relations will contest the gift. Anyway, don't look for logic in this film. The chair is one of an identical set. It's bang obvious what will happen: the chairs get sent to different locations, and George must track down each one to find the fortune. (Which of course is in the very last chair ... or is it?) A certain irrelevant character keeps turning up everyplace, so it's obvious that this irrelevant character will become important at the climax.

Florence Desmond was a beautiful comedienne and impressionist, but she's given very little to do here. In Britain at this time, she had a popular comedy recording -- 'Hollywood Party' -- in which Desmond imitated several British and American movie stars. It's a shame she's given no real chance to shine in this movie, despite singing one dull song. Given far too much chance to shine here (and too little talent to shine it with) is little Binkie Stuart, who was known in the 1930s as "Britain's Shirley Temple". Binkie is indeed very nearly a lookalike for Shirley, and has a very similar screen presence while speaking dialogue. The resemblance ends when Binkie attempts to sing and dance. As a singer and dancer, Binkie Stuart makes Shirley Temple look like Ginger Rogers.

There's a fine supporting cast here, headed by Gus McNaughton in a role that reminded me of Leon Errol. Alastair Sim was a unique performer who never imitated anyone (although Alec Guinness imitated Sim in 'The Ladykillers'), yet here -- as a vaguely Dickensian lawyer -- Sim reminds me of the American character actors John Brown and Fred Clark. George Formby typically played a coward on-screen, so here it's a real pleasure to see him deliberately punch Sim. Harry Tate is a bit too 'busy' here as an auctioneer, although Enid Stamp-Taylor is good as an elocution teacher ... trilling her lines in the voice and accent that Billie Burke spent her entire career trying to develop!

Although comedian Formby always got the girl in his movies, he had to do so very chastely: Formby's real-life wife Beryl (the Peril) was a termagant, who constantly hovered on the sets of his films to make sure that George and his leading lady never kissed, even in character! Considering the enforced chasteness of Formby's movies, 'Keep Your Seats, Please' is surprisingly erotic. George and Florence 'meet cute' by waking up in the same bedroom (in separate twin beds); each one having kipped since the previous night without knowing that the other was there. In another scene, Tom Payne comes home to find his wife and Sim 'asleep' in bed together ... actually they've both been knocked unconscious, but Payne's reaction is hilarious.

Near the film's climax, Alastair Sim passes up a chance for a "spit-take": his character is startled while supping a drink, but he merely drops the glass. Perhaps British exhibitors in 1936 felt that a spit-take would have been too vulgar.

George Formby is not for all tastes: not even for all British tastes. He speaks in an 'oop North' dialect: for instance, in this movie he says 'you and all' rather than 'you too'. But, during an early scene in 'Keep Your Seats, Please', I shuddered in nostalgic pleasure at an achingly authentic shot of a milkie calling his morning rounds in a pre-Blitz English street. 'Keep Your Seats, Please' is Formby at his finest, and I'll rate this fast-paced comedy 8 out of 10.