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This is not only one of the best sustained efforts from the “Carry On” crew but a classic film in its own right. I had mentioned it as a rare example of a British Western spoof when I recently watched THE FROZEN LIMITS (1939) with The Crazy Gang; incidentally, the film’s style is pretty close to that of BLAZING SADDLES (1974) – but it actually anticipates Mel Brooks by almost a decade!

There are so many inspired gags in this outing (right from the opening sequence with the black-clad Rumpo Kid arriving in town and immediately gunning down three men, only to then ask himself “I wonder what they wanted?”) that it’s hard to remember them all – even a mere couple of hours later. Notable, however, is the merciless lampoon of the Wyatt Earp legend by making its namesake here (played by soon-to-be Dr. Who Jon Pertwee) – and whom the Mayor even addresses as Twerp – completely useless, being both short-sighted and hard of hearing!

The “Carry On” stalwarts are in top form, foremost among them Sidney James (as the afore-mentioned Rumpo Kid, amiable outlaw leader – in urgent need of cash at the saloon, he excuses himself to casually hold-up the bank situated just opposite!), Kenneth Williams (as the Mayor of Stodge City – reportedly, he lifted his American accent from legendary comedy producer Hal Roach), Jim Dale (as Marshall P. Knutt, a sanitary engineer mistaken for the new sheriff because of his name!), Charles Hawtrey (as the unlikeliest Indian Chief ever – he’s actually introduced emerging from a tepee-cum-lavatory!) and Joan Sims (as the traditionally sultry saloon hostess); besides, Angela Douglas (who subsequently appeared in three more “Carry Ons” and would later become Mrs. Kenneth More!) – playing the real-life Annie Oakley – makes for an extremely charming gun-toting heroine.

The last third of the film turns into a spoof on the seminal HIGH NOON (1952) – with Dale left to face James and his gang alone in a delightful, and most original, climax. Incidentally, the sheriff’s heroic resistance of a stagecoach raid by Hawtrey’s Indian warriors (ending with James – who engineered it – disappointingly quipping, “I’ve met braver cowards than you braves!”) was actually the work of Douglas i.e. in the vein of THE MAN WHO SHOT LIBERTY VALANCE (1962); Dale’s subsequent awkward coaching in the handling of firearms, then, is hilarious. Another influence from classic Westerns is in the catfight between Sims and Douglas – in this case drawing on DESTRY RIDES AGAIN (1939).

While CARRY ON COWBOY’s send-up of a popular genre easily makes it one of the gang’s best-known entries, I was surprised to learn that it’s not held in highest regard by even staunch fans of the series – such as the people behind the official “Carry On” website, citing its (deliberate) lack of authenticity as a major drawback; I couldn’t disagree more since, to my mind, the level of humor and ingenuity displayed throughout is soaring indeed for this erratic (and idiosyncratically crude) brand-name...

CARRY ON COWBOY, an extremely broad spoof of the ever-popular western genre, marks a real high for the Carry On team; this is even better than CARRY ON CLEO, and despite missing a couple of regulars in Hattie Jacques and Kenneth Connor, this proves to be a real highlight of the series.

The film features a devilish turn from Sid James, who's having a ball as the Rumpo Kid, a gunslinger and outlaw who holes up in a western town and proceeds to wreak havoc. Up against him are nasally Mayor Kenneth Williams, the famous sharpshooter of legend Annie Oakes (played well by Angela Douglas), and Jim Dale as a would-be Marshall.

Jim Dale is the real revelation, playing what was quite possibly his best role in a Carry On movie. He's charming, endlessly funny, and gives a decent performance too. I never much liked the guy when I watched these movies as a kid, but that's changed with his role here. CARRY ON COWBOY also features two additions to the stable, with the excellent Peter Butterworth and Bernard Bresslaw in minor parts. The humour is typically scattershot but it has a high threshold of laughs compared to groans, and fans will be in their element.

I know the credit for the definitive comedy western mostly goes to Mel Brooks Blazing Saddles I think this is a pretty good contender. Weserns are often pretty funny to watch these days any way because apart from notable exceptions the genre seems a little camp these days. Its a very classy carry on and the budget seems much more generous than other offers in the series. The sets are very impressive and the costumes look wonderful. The outdoor locations are much more convincing than other efforts. I must check to see where it was filmed as it certainly looks like the west in USA. The English team handle the American accents very well and the ever reliables are all in fine form. If at times the accents sound a little like the south of London it actually adds to the fun of the proceedings.Having been to USA several times let me assure you the accents are accurate. Williams is very good as always and Joan Sims looks lovely and proves yet again what a great star she was. Jim Dale in many ways gives the stand out performance. This remarkably gifted actor gave so much to this series and his energy and comic timing is brilliant. Sid is there at the top of his game. Jon Pertwee gives a really funny performance as the sheriff, blind and deaf and it is a comedy masterpiece. Charles Hawtrey is camper than ever and plays the Indian chief with his famous glasses and unlike the others remains Hawtrey as we all want him. Of course its a stroke of comedy genius that all the actors have American accents except for the Indian chief who speaks with a perfect English Oxford English.There is no American accent from the loved performer. The early part is hilarious but once the great Hawtrey starts playing a drunk with a love of fire water it strangely gets a little sad when you are reminded of the great performers sad decline. Its a fun film and the only reason I give it a six is because despite the merit the gag gets a bit thin. Its a sketch idea dragged out into a movie length. Still its a a funny movie.

A sanitary inspector is mistaken for a law marshal in a slummy western town, and is expected to sweep away the gang terrorizing the habitants.

Unexpectedly clever, engagingly performed and enjoyably spirited western spoof that ranks among the best of the series.

Not as good as the last one I saw, but it had it's moments. Jim Dale was funny as the Marshall, and Angela Douglas (The Four Feathers) really spiced up Annie Oakley.

Kenneth Williams was very funny as the judge, with Sid James as The Rumpo Kid. They all looked like they were having a real good time making this film.

Along with Angela Douglas, this was the first film for Bernard Bresslaw (Little Heap), Peter Butterworth Doc), and Playboy model Margaret Nolan (Dink in Goldfinger).

Not one of the best, but funny, nonetheless.

One of the funniest and best of the Carry On series, as ever the team picking up on a popular genre of the day in this case, obviously Westerns, for a laugh-a-minute spoof. "The Magnificient Seven" had recently been a big success and no doubt Messrs Rogers and Thomas took some inspiration from it.

With almost the perfect Carry On cast present and correct (only Barbara Windsor and Kenneth Connor are absent) and a script full of gags, of single, double and occasionally triple entendre, you're never far away from the next rib-tickling joke or situation.

Jim Dale is the improbably named Marshall P Knutt, the innocent sanitation engineer accidentally sent to clean up Stodge City but not in the way he planned. Sid James is in great form in one of his best roles as the gun-totin' Rumpo Kid, while there's the usual strong support from Joan Sims obviously relishing her part as the Kid's jealous moll, Charles Hawtrey as the weedy hooch-loving Indian chief and Kenneth Williams, just about the only cast member to adopt an accent as the inept mayor, while future regulars Angela Douglas, Peter Butterworth and Bernard Bresslaw all make their series debuts. The film nods to almost every Western cliche together seen, to a Red Indian attack on the wagons, a barroom brawk, a catfight between Sims and Douglas and a very funny showdown scene at the end when Dale outwits the Kid and his gang. Naturally the humour is way out west as far as today's P.C. standards are concerned with sexism probably the most abused "-ism" on display, but it's all harmless fun and very amusing. I'll certainly doff my Stetson hat to it.

Several years before Mel Brooks took his satirical talent and inflicted on the western genre in Blazing Saddles, the Carry On troupe blazed that trail ahead of him in Carry On Cowboy. It's interesting to me to hear British players doing American accents because I get an idea of what we sound like to them.

Elements of Destry Rides Again, The Paleface, and with a High Noon type finale are present in Carry On Cowboy. Sid James plays that dastardly outlaw the Rumpole Kid who killed sheriff Jon Pertwee. The good citizens of Stodge City ask for a US Marshal to be sent, but what they get is a sanitary engineer named Marshal P. Nutt played by Jim Dale.

Though his qualifications in law enforcement are slim, Dale gives it a go and fortunately has sharp shooting Angela Douglas playing Annie Oakley and as in love with Dale as Wrangler Jane was with Captain Parmenter on F Troop.

As they would say across the pond, jolly good show. And do we really sound like that.

Having recently arrived in the United States, clumsy British sanitation engineer Marshal P. Knutt (Jim Dale) applies for work and, due to a mix-up concerning his name, is mistaken for a U.S. Marshall and sent to lawless Stodge City to 'clean up the town'.

I'm a life-long fan of the Carry On series and have seen most of them several times over, but this rather ambitious attempt at parodying the Western genre is one I rarely revisit, being far from the gang's best work. The film delivers a few stunts, a spot of action, and a surprisingly convincing Wild West town setting, but the plot is uninspired, much of the humour is laboured, and the film comes seriously unstuck thanks to the extremely awkward performances, the majority of the cast clearly struggling hard to pull off a convincing American accent.

Sid James, as outlaw The Rumpo Kid, suffers the worst, his crap cowboy drawl sounding like a strange cross between Jimmy Cagney and… err… well, Sid James. John Wayne it ain't! Other guilty parties include Kenneth Williams, who aims for gruff Texan (but shoots wide of the target), and Joan Sims as buxom saloon owner Belle and Angela Douglas as beautiful vengeful gunslinger Annie Oakley, both of whom sound more West End than Wild West. Charles Hawtree plays a red Indian chief, but wisely opts to stick with an English accent.

On a more positive note, Jon 'Dr Who' Pertwee, who plays blind and deaf Sheriff Albert Earp, provides a few solid laughs by blundering into obstacles at every turn, there's a fun cat-fight between sexy Sims and delicious Douglas as they vie for Dale's attention (with Edina Ronay joining in on the fun as well), and a silly High Noon-style finale manages to end the film in reasonable style.

5.5/10, rounded up to 6 for Douglas's sexy musical number, which she performs in a body stocking decorated with diamanté, accessorised with a big, pink feather boa. Yeehaw!

The 10th proper Carry On, 1965's "Carry On Cowboy", had all the key franchise players: director Gerald Thomas, writer Talbot Rothwell and stars Sid James, Kenneth Williams, Charles Hawtrey & Jim Dale. In cowardly Mayor Williams' wild-west town plumber Dale's mistaken for a marshall sent to bring down outlaw James & his gang inc Peter Gilmore & Percy Herbert. Daft shoot-ups & silliness ensue, also involving the likes of Joan Sims, Jon Pertwee, Angela Douglas, Peter Butterworth & Bernard Bresslaw (the latter three on their Carry On debuts). While not quite as iconic as the preceding "Carry On Cleo", it's still a fine episode in the saucy slapstick Brit-com series.

Perhaps I have overly fond childhood memories of Carry On movies and now that I'm starting to rediscover them, I'm a bit more critical. That said, many do stand the test of time, but Carry On Cowboy is not one of them.

Carry On Cowboy is a film in that category of movie in which: (1) you can't wait for it to end, but (2) it's so unbelievably bad that you assume it has just got to get better at some point, so you continue to watch. Torture!

I didn't laugh once. The biggest attempt at a gag in the film seemed to revolve around Jim Dale being clumsy. The occasional example of Dale doing a poor impersonation of Norman Wisdom is bad enough (eg Carry On Doctor), but to repeat it again and again is agony. Towards the end of the movie, when Dale practices shooting a gun, was so painful to watch I half-hoped he would shoot me instead.

The only selling points are the great sets and the half-decent American accents of the Carry On gang.

When Judge Burke sends for help to rid Stodge City of The Rumpo Kid and his gang of trouble makers, he's delighted to hear that he is being sent a trained Marshall. Trouble is is that it's Marshall P. Knutt, a trained sanitary engineer.

In 1964 the "Carry On" team has ventured into their first parody of the movies with Carry On Cleo. A huge success, and arguably the best film of the lot to many fans, it prompted the Thomas/Rogers/Rothwell team to believe that movie pastiche's was the way forward for the franchise. Enter Carry On Cowboy a year later. With a knowing of the genre and all its conventions, screenwriter Talbot Rothwell produced one of the better parodies to have ever been made. The stock cartoon fervour and cheeky asides still exist, but Carry On Cowboy is a more leaner, even darker "Carry On" than any of the others film's in the series. In its own right, with out the "Carry On" name attached, it's a fine comedy, with dashes of violence and even a revenge thread running thru it (courtesy of the gorgeous Angela Douglas as Annie Oakley). It's also one of the few film's in the series to demand a bit more from its actors outside of guffaw jinx and innuendos. Sid James, Kenneth Williams and Joan Sims rise to the challenge, happy in the knowledge that Jim Dale and Charles Hawtrey were there to grab (and get) the laughs. 8/10

After the historical farce of the previous outing, Carry On Cowboy plays things comparatively straight-laced; there's a clear love for the classic Western on full display here, and the pastiche is generally excellent, almost as if it was anticipating Mel Brooks by nearly a decade! It's abundant with cute details, be it the way the stand-off is staged (Sergio Leone undoubtedly took note), the bold red font used for the titles, the traditional lonely cowboy ballad and even a couple of Spaghetti Western crash-zooms. It's often been said this was the Carry On film that went too far, nixing the cartoonish socko and in its place comes a slice of darkness with the overemphasis on violence, with the brilliantly villainous Sid James' Rumpo Kid blithely gunning down those who stand in his path. This isn't so much an issue for me. The tone is set perfectly from the offset, and the rest of the film runs with it as the cast uproariously plays up the genre conventions for all they're worth. However, it's Jon Pertwee's all too brief role as the town's hard-of-hearing, hard-of-seeing, hard-of-not-bumping-into-things sheriff that is easily the film's most hilarious moment. A perfect amalgamation of every class of comedy possible: pratfalls, gurning, misunderstandings, old-man accent. It's all here, and accomplished with such pure joy. Another fabulously looking film for the series, Carry On Cowboy was one of the other Carry On films I'd seen previously, and maybe it's my vague familiarity with it that caused me to rate it higher than I should but, I'll be damned if this isn't a damn good western in its own right and if it wasn't sandwiched between two of the franchise's best entries, it would be more fondly looked upon.

I wasn't sure if Carry On Cowboy was going to be English tourists to the American west or not.

Well, it wasn't. I wanted to compare it to the Doctor Who episode "The Gunfighters" but to tell the truth, that wouldn't be fair.

This was actually good. No reason why the American accent, western or otherwise, should be difficult for these skilled masters of the language to duplicate.

Kenneth Williams was lost however in his mayor. Shockingly interesting to see him delivering such a performance, but they should have done more like Carry On Cleo and allowed the caricatures they portrayed to still shine through.

Or better yet, do some mock-up of the dialects like "Allo, Allo" used to do.

Then it was extremely funny for Hawtrey to not attempt anything different when doing the native chief.

As an American, I can point out one cliche that was inaccurate. When Williams was shocked at the dancehall girls. That was always a man of the cloth, never a politician. But then I suppose he was sticking to the Kenneth Williams' Carry On persona, wasn't he?

Sid James really surprised me with his western speech. I was waiting for some "oy" or "look 'ere, mate" to slip out, but either it never did or I wasn't paying attention.

Jim Dale looks like Michael Palin. That was half who I thought it was when he was in "Carry On Spying".

And then there was that monster of a scene-stealer again, the soothsayer from "Carry On Cleo" this time as the sheriff. What a talent this underrated fellow, Jon Pertwee, was.

Best known for a sci fi tv show, a good one, yes, but still.

As I sit with just one more "Carry On" that I possess on DVD to review (I've already watched it), I can say that for some odd reason "Carry On Teaching" was my fave, perhaps because it was the first one that hit me funniest and raised my expectations, whether they were met or not, I can honestly say I didn't know what to expect here.

Well, on to the last Carry On film in this set: Carry On Screaming.

I thought I'd seen all of the best Carry On's already, so with only four left to watch I was happily surprised to see this one, which still had something to show me today. Apart from the fact that it is perfect viewing for a Good Friday afternoon, it is also quite hilarious.

The casting is incredible, the actors fall into their characters so easily and they all do a great job, not one letting the side down. My favourite has to be, always has been and probably always will be Charles Hawtrey who is genius in the role of Chief Big Heap, the Injun! (Native American)

I think this one belongs right up at the top of the Carry On list with Screaming, Cleo and Don't Lose Your Head as the best of the bunch.

Brilliantly plotted innuendo (In your end-oh), superb throw aways and one liners and a very clever western parody storyline, make it easy to follow and recognise.

Very enjoyable as you would expect from this superb team.

In a series of burleque-house Vaudeville style comedy skits, the Carry-On Troupe (the forerunners to Monty Python), pull off a very funny romp through the Old West. One might even guess that this film was a model for Mel Brooks' spoof of the Old West in Blazing Saddles (but with much better production values and marquee actors). This film, on the contrary, was made for less than a few hundred thousand dollars (if that much) and with a wardrobe budget of nearly a hundred dollars. There are quite a few effeminate cowboys, dressed in the fashion of YMCA singers. There really isnt much of a story, but a gunslinger, the Rumphole Kid, (so subtle), takes over a town, and an effeminate sanitation engineer comes out to fix things. Really, you can't make this stuff up. Some very funny moments and more puns and sexual innuendos that you can shake your.......well we will leave it at that.

A good cast, good sets and costumes can't save this film which is short on laughs.

Jim Dale has a main role and does many pratfalls so if you like him, you'll probably enjoy it. Most of the other cast members use such strong "American" accents that half the time you are so distracted by their pronunciation that it kills the joke, or you miss what they have said entirely.

Joan Sims gave my favourite performance in it but she is sadly underused.

Carrying On Inappropriately with Carry on Cowboy (1965).

A series of films carried on, with perpetual double entendre, loved to finger an organ, unleash melons to gorge on, baps, flaps, jugs, bazookas went ding dong.

Though it's not quite so funny today, Fanny plays with her balls in new ways, Dick's choppers been cut, Kitty's curtains are shut, the clams gone from splayed to being spayed.

What an awful sequence of films these were, revisited today, they demonstrate just how out of touch and offensive the so-called humour of yesteryear was, and how a generation of inappropriate behaviour was considered acceptable.

Carrying On Inappropriately with Carry on Cowboy (1965).

A sanitation engineer named Marshal P. Knutt (Jim Dale) is mistaken for a U. S. Marshal named P. Knutt and is sent to Stodge City to clean up the town and rid it of the murderous cattle-rustler 'The Rumpo Kid' (Sid James, look up 'Rumpo' if necessary). Made at the height of 'Carry On' popularity (and peak of 'TV Western' popularity in the USA), this outing is pretty typical of the sniggering, lowbrow Brit sex-coms: lots of leering, endless double entendres, exaggerated double-takes, goofy sight gags, off-colour puns, and lots of legs'n'knickers. The usual cast is in town: Kenneth Williams as Judge Burke (whose family are Wright-Burkes (get it?)) is quite funny affecting a 'Merican accent. Weird little nebbish Charles Hawtrey plays Indian Chief 'Big Heap', which rolls just about every Native American stereotype into one feathery bundle and Joan Sims flashes a lot of cleavage as saloon-gal Belle Arimitage. Jon Pertwee ('The Third Doctor') briefly appears as Knutts's short-lived predecessor. The plot is the standard 'city-slicker in the old west' shtick (think Bob Hope in 1948's 'The Paleface' or Don Knotts in 1968's 'The Shakiest Gun in the West') and the finale, the inevitable showdown at high-noon between The Rumpo Kid and Marshal Knutt, is ludicrous (sewers with manhole covers in an old west town?!?). If you like the Carry On series, you'll likely consider this one is pretty good...if you don't, tell them to "peace off"

Carry on Cowboy is not the best of the franchise, due to mainly the plot is rather lacklustre and slow moving and that Joan Sims is given little to do as Belle. That said though, it is nicely shot with some authentic looking scenery and good cinematography, and the score is fun. The script isn't the sharpest script in the films, but it does have its fair share of witty one liners. And as per usual, the performances are very well done. Kenneth Williams, Sidney James, Jim Dale.. all excellent. However, it is Charles Hawtrey who steals the film as the firewater-swilling Chief Big Heap.

Overall, not absolutely wonderful but worth watching. 7/10 Bethany Cox

This is probably the best film in the Carry On series.

This would be far more critically well received if were not part of a series. The acting is unusually good, as are the sets and costumes.

It is hardly intellectually stimulating, but it isn't supposed to be.

I know I am not exactly comparing like with like, but 'Annie Hall', for example is a far cleverer film, yet it didn't make me laugh as much. Surely laughter is the main, possibly the only reason for watching a comedy.

When the legendary "Rumpo Kid" (Sid James) rides into the peaceful, tee-total town of Stodge City (population 201-204, depending), he shatters that tranquility despite the protestations of the local judge "Burke" (Kenneth Williams). Pretty soon, whisky is flowing, he is running/milking the town and has also befriended the glamorous "Bella" (Joan Sims) who is the star turn at the hotel. Desperate, the judge asks the governor to send them a sheriff with backbone, and by return they mistakenly get the sanitary consultant "Knutt" (Jim Dale) who is to law and order what an one armed man might be to juggling! Luckily, he has the feisty "Annie Oakley" (Angela Douglas) to assist him and soon, well - think OK Corral - sort of! It's not much good this. Maybe because the American accents are all over the place, or because the story is really thin and I'm afraid that I just found the antics-style comedy from Dale a bit repetitive and dull. Charles Hawtrey's efforts as "Big Chief Heap" don't fare a great deal better, and this seemed like a far longer than ninety minute watch. Not sure it'd be at the top of John Wayne's list - it isn't at the top of mine, either.

I have a weakness for western movies and maybe that's the reason why I enjoy this one so much when I find so many others in the series to be bland and boring. It predates Blazing Saddles and, to my mind, makes better use of genre clichés.

Sid James is superb as the Rumpo Kid. As are the rest of the regulars though Kenneth Williqams' accent takes some getting used to. The studio sets look suitably like the American frontier and the plot involves all the western conventions from cowardly sheriffs, Indians and the obligatory bar room brawl.

Carry on laughing indeed.

Carry on Cowboy has to be considered one of the best of the Carry on films.

It is incredibly funny, the gags and one liners are relentless. As for the story it's a typical Western, it works on every level.

The best element for me as always been the visuals, it looks incredible, the production team surpassed all expectations, amazing sets and fantastic costumes. I will never forget the sight of Joan Sims in that blue dress, she looked incredible.

Sid James is absolutely magnificent as The Rumpo Kid, it is without a doubt one of his best performances, he looks very smart in his costumes, had a great accent, and really does deliver the laughs.

It's such a pity that Jon Pertwee had such a relatively small part, he is wonderfully funny for the limited time he's in it.

I cannot believe how comfortable so many of the cast look on horses, Sid, Pertwee and Bernard Bresslaw are all at ease.

A classic, invest in the blu ray, it's well worth it, and looks unbelievable, great film, 9/10.