Miss Robin Hood

It has its moments, but 'Miss Robin Hood' is mostly underwhelming.

Margaret Rutherford (Miss Honey) and Richard Hearne (Henry) are both good, while it's cool to see James Robertson Justice and Reg Varney, pre-'On The Buses' of course, involved in their respective roles; albeit very minorly in Varney's case.

The cinematography is impressive given the year this was released, but I just don't feel like the plot meshes all that well - it feels forcibly thrown together, without much logic. I guess they focused more on the comedy, which I can respect.

Despite the short run time, I was happy to see the film end. Not for me.

You must be a most unpleasant person not to like this little, subversive gem. Hearne plays Wrigley, the writer of an adventure story for girls, called Miss Robin Hood. Miss Robin Hood is a young woman who, aided by schoolgirls, sets out to right wrongs and fight the money grubbing bad guys of the world.

Wrigley is living a sort of mundane existence where he receives little credit from his newspaper bosses and he thinks little of his own creation. He is totally unaware that a group of children and one elderly fan, Miss Honey (Margaret Rutherford), use his stories as a model to live life by. One day, Miss Honey introduces herself and Wrigley is transformed into living for the same ideals as Miss Honey and his own creation, Miss Robin Hood.

The plot isn't really important. Miss Honey and Wrigley team up to snatch an old recipe from a whiskey manufacturer. A recipe that was swiped from Miss Honey's family years before. Throughout the film, Miss Honey and Mr. Wrigley battle big business, and the management at the newspaper. They fight for what they believe in and making money is not one of them. Subtle little things, like Miss Honey's charm with the pigeons, constantly remind the viewer of the pure ideals of a child and how they are superior to the views of the world of an adult.

Miss Rutherford is a true joy. What a wonderful eccentric she was, and like Miss Honey (and Miss Robin Hood) the world can use more just like them.

An entertaining film, with some splendid moments, but it would be very interesting to see who it was aimed at. Ealing's 'Hue and Cry' is perhaps the greatest film in this post-war nostalgic genre of kids-film-for-adults; this is a long way short of that, although using the same conceit of a timid writer of a kids' thriller story having to turn detective himself. Unlike 'Hue and Cry' the crime isn't really a crime, and the danger is more perceived than real. And again unlike 'Hue and Cry', this film isn't quite sure whether it is appealing to children or to adults. Margaret Rutherford is strangely creepy as Miss Honey, and the fantasy elements of the story misfire. The best sequences are the realistic adult world, of Henry Wrigley's family and his relationship with his wife, two daughters and Michael Medwin as a wet boyfriend of the elder daughter (improving himself through learning the encyclopedia), his work-life with his two assistants, or his lunchtime conversations with Dora Bryan as a friendly barmaid. The Oz-like message, that the lives we have are better than our fantasies or dreams, is certainly reinforced by the comparative failure to motivate Miss Honey's subversive, childlike view. Still, good fun, with several good comic moments.

Curiously Richard Hearndall's wife gets no credit, but the lady looks extremely similar to Thora Hird. Most odd...Apparently an actress called Fanny Rowe. Were they related?

Anyone who likes this film needs their bumps felt. The huge cast can't save it. Corny,arch ,incoherent and the cartoon japes unfunny.

The children mug it up and shout out like they have Tourettes Syndrome and we are meant to be amused .Mr Pastry who though hilarious when you are 6, plays it straight and the rest of a large cast fail to bring any spark to the screen. It would have been kinder to let it stay where it belonged as a staple of Saturday morning pictures. As i expect it was along with all the hundreds of Enid Blyton ,Lord Snooty and the gang, comics.

An Ealing reject and it looks it.