Porterhouse Blue

Whatever mixed feelings this rabulistic exposure of the proudest university traditions of England may inspire you with, this is hilarious comedy all the way. The "Porterhouse" college is actually modelled on the oldest college of Cambridge, Peterhouse, founded in 1280 by Henry I, and although the film makes no claims to any connection, it just cannot be ignored as too self-evident, one of the wealthiest colleges of Cambridge with prouder and more ancient traditions than almost any other. "Porterhouse Blue" is the denomination of a mishap that happens to many leading masters and prominent coryphaei of the college which simply is apoplexy brought on by over-eating. It happens here from the start to the Master of the college, who dies without having appointed a successor, so a successor is appointed by the government. It is Ian Richardson who is liberally modern and intends to carry out revolutionary reforms in the college, introducing female students, contraceptives and all kinds of revolting modernisms, resulting in the necessity of giving the oldest servant of the college, Jason King, the sack, which imports consequences, as he is the only one who can save the financial situation of the college which is on the verge of ruin. It's not a mean satire, it is actually made with great love and affection for anachronistic traditions, and in spite of its exaggerations it is well worth enjoying all the way through to the very bitter and paradoxical but nevertheless quite logical end.

.....as another reviewer suggested.

Scullion may have served on the "wrong side" of the divide at Porterhouse and thus had no letters after his name but it's quite clear that neither Sharpe (I've read the book) and Malcolm Bradbury who adapted the novel saw him as dim.

Anyway in the best traditions of the underdog turning the table on his "betters" Skullion understands how to deal with TV journalist far better than any of the Masters.

As an aside the acapella music especially dives in Omnia" (Latin for "Rich in Everything") as sung by The Flying Pickets heard throughout the series was excellent.

Tom Sharpe has to be one of the funniest writers in human history, and in my younger days I remember my joy every time a new books came out.

But some works are so rooted in their medium that attempted transplants are essentially impossible, and so it is here.

The screenplay does what it can, and yes, we get the outlines of the story. There are even a few funny scenes. But there's none of the magic, and there's none of gut busting absurdity that hurts your lungs one page after the next, just a somewhat mediocre story. No-one to blame and, hell, valiant effort, but some things just aren't meant to be.

Brilliant, just brilliant satire of Oxbridge traditions, set here in a Cambridge college famous for not caring about scholastic achievement to the point of the porter having arranged for poor but brilliant students to take the exams for prominent sons.

Along the way we're treated to a randy middle aged lady servant who keeps trying to seduce the student whom she serves, elderly dons who constantly encourage sex without really realizing it (maybe), Elizabethan-style feasts replete with stuffed swans, whole ox etc to the point of inducing strokes in the college masters, hence Porterhouse "blue." Ian Richardson plays the most recent master brought in to replace the recently deceased and he's brought to heel by his wealthy wife who conveniently provided him with a title. But as a reformer, she wants Porterhouse made coeducational + with prophylactics in machines throughout the college (hey, it's set in the 80's). Not one character is let off the satirical hook, including the presumed lower man on the totem pole, the loyal porter.

If you're of a certain age (even American like me) you'll likely recognize most of the players and laugh your head off. Best four hours I've spent in a long time.

I saw this on TV when it was first broadcast and loved how well written it was, how skillfully acted, entertaining and very funny. It's bawdy in parts. Writer Tom Sharpe's humour is earthy and can be savage in satirising characters, institutions and authorities. The best acting, in my opinion, is by David Jason as the Porter (so different from his character in "Only Fools and Horses") and John Sessions as the student Zipser.