Home and Away

Pretty good show but it needs an irate old man calling people flaming mongrels.

A Long Time Ago... there used to be the football pools. Before the National Lottery, Health Lottery, and the Postcode Lottery... even before GambleAware; everybody had a chance to put a bet on the UK's football teams. You didn't even have to leave the house as the "Pools Man" would come to you and knock upon your door.

This is the story of the Knowles family and their luck, or lack of it, with winning the pools. Things start to go awry pretty much as soon as George Knowles (Warner) starts looking for his pools sheet, which he usually keeps in his wallet. From this moment on, there are some pretty decent twists and turns. This adds both elements of comedy and drama.

There are some very witty moments in the film as the dialogue is brilliant, at times, as is the characterisations. The writers have given the audience a well structured and highly believable and realistic tale. Though this is an old film, there are situations and relationships that the viewer will still find pertinent today.

The Director, Sewell, who also had a hand in writing the film, does a good job with the camera work, though there's nothing outstanding... except for the ending. For the time, this is a nice simple special effect, which works well. It's the pace of the movie where Sewell excels. In most comedies the laughs start to wind down around the midway mark, only to build up for the climax. In this film though, the comedy is constant. Both in dialogue and in sight gags. I think this works because there are so many different characters in the film.

For example, Jack Warner and Lana Morris played father and daughter, George and Mary Knowles; These are the "Straight Men" to the rest of the cast. Harrison, who portrays Elsie Knowles, does a good job of overselling her anxiety over money and the changes it can bring. Though, at times, her screeching had my thumb hovering over the off button - luckily enough it hit the volume down instead. Thora Hird is brilliant as the neighbour and friend, Margie Groves... who likes a tipple and loves a fag. The scene where she's all dolled up for the party and is placing cakes onto plates while a fag hangs loosely between her lips is an image I won't forget too soon. It made me laugh as I used to have an aunty very similar to her. Her husband, Ted (marvellously played by Charles Victor) is a working-class tinkerer come scientist; he's trying to create a gas-powered television. He also speaks his mind, which creates a great scene when he goes head to head with Aunt Jean at the party... much to her cuckolded husband's, Uncle Tom's, humour.

Everybody in this cast is superb in their roles. Even a young Kate O'Mara does a brilliant job as Annie Knowles; the youngest daughter, who loves to revel in how sick she was, the night before, and is all too happy to tell everyone the explicit details... a real teenager.

All of this makes for great entertainment and at just one hour and twenty minutes you can't go wrong.

If you've not watched this one yet then go find a copy, or if you're in the UK it's playing on Talking Pictures on Freeview at the moment. Well worth a watch.

Dismissed by the late David Shipman as "another clinker from the same bunker as 'Where There's a Will'" and scarier than most of Vernon Sewell's horror films. It all feels as if it happened about a million years ago.

Technically it's a comedy, but as most previous reviewers have commented it actually takes a grim view indeed of working class life in a row of terraced houses in the fifties as the cast squabble over a pools win.

Thora Hird is on hand to create the same menace she later brought to 'A Kind of Loving', while the cast also includes an unrecognisable teenaged Kate O'Mara (billed as 'Merrie Carroll') in a gymslip and the only postwar film appearance of former silent comedian Leslie Henson in a high collar.

Home and Away is directed by Vernon Sewell and Sewell co-writes the screenplay with Heather McIntyre and R.F. Delderfield. It stars Jack warner, Thora Hird, Kathleen Harrison, Lana Morris, Charles Victor and Valerie White. Music is by Robert Sharples and cimematography by Basil Emmott.

A working class British family's luck seems to have turned when the father hits the jackpot on the football pools...

How wonderfully quaint and of its time, this harks back to an era when all the family lived under one roof, where the patriarch's opinion held sway and any woman who was remotely flighty was looked down upon. This was before the lottery's of the world started to take a hold and dangled riches beyond compare to the lucky winners. Back here in the 1950s there was The Football Pools, a coupon you would fill out in the hope of toting up enough points from football match predictions of the week and snag the jackpot. Hope springs eternal...

George Knowles (Warner) thinks he has finally cracked it, and thus the celebrations begin - but then there's a twist and the film kicks on to something more darker in tone. It's the reactions of all involved that keeps this ever watchable, the humour derived from the catty barbs the women throw at each other, and then the male foibles also come to the fore. The message of money as poison is deftly played, as is the family values angle, and while it doesn't finish off with a bang, pic has a comforting feel that has made worth the time investment. 6.5/10

Jack Warner and Kathleen Harrison played the Huggets in a series of Rank forties films and also a BBC radio series which i remember used to start at around 2pm on the BBC Home Programme right after The Billy Cotton band show.So although they are not called The Huggets in this film thats what they are.Warner always called his wife ma and Harrison used to call Warner Dad.They were good stolid citizens and presumably were meant to represent how most working class families behaved.The fact is that with both Warner and Harrison both in their late fifties at the time of this film they were more likely to be Grandma and Grandpa.All anyone in this film seems to do is squabble and quite frankly by the end it becomes extremely tedious.