Inn for Trouble

The Larkins think they've got it made when they're given a Country pub, Ye Earl of Osborne to look after, the trouble is it comes with several complications.

I suppose if you're a fan of The Larkins, you'll probably enjoy this low budget comedy caper. Personally I have been a fan of this film for some years, long before I even saw an episode of the TV series.

I've been working my way though The Larkins, and this felt like the right time to revisit In for Trouble. It's gentle, breezy humour, good wholesome comedy.

I found it funny in general, even Eddie was well utilised, sometimes on the TV series he's made to be a little too wet.

Peggy Mount steals the show (let's be honest, when didn't she) as Ada, the domineering matriarch, the force at the head of the family, naturally she spends most of the film barking orders at poor Alf.

David Kossoff is so good as henpecked husband Alf, he plays the part so well. So many familiar faces in small roles, watch for Leslie Phillips, Irene Handl, Charles Hawtrey and Esma Cannon, all relatively minor roles, but all good value.

8/10.

Twenty-five years working for Belcher's brewery has seen Pa Larkin work his way up to manager of the labelling department. Though, due to tradition, he is about to be offered the chance to run a Public House of his own. However, there's only one pub available at this time... and nobody drinks in it. Resolving to make it a success, Pa packs up his family and moves out to the countryside.

This is one clever little film, filled with great characters and a decent storyline, which unfolds at a steady pace to the climax. You find out the reason for the villager's disinterest in the pub and why a rival brewery is so keen to purchase the money pit of an inn.

Though it's Peggy Mount as the irascible Ma Larkin who steals the show, the rest of the cast do well with their portrayals. Ronan O'Casey as the Canadian Jeff Rodgers does a brilliant drunk in the drinking game. Leslie Phillips adds a touch of class and poshness as Brewery owner John Belcher. And Gerald Campion as the stoic and straight-faced George, who doesn't even break into a smile when he's happy. It's these little things and more which makes this an enjoyable movie to watch.

If you have a Sunday afternoon free, after enjoying a hearty dinner, you couldn't do much better than putting your feet up and giving this flick a watch. It's a nice lighthearted way to let your food settle - especially if you have a pint of the old amber nectar to hand.

Inn For Trouble certainly isn't a grand piece of cinematic history and there's few who would consider it a classic but it is pleasant enough to enjoy, to partially fill a lazy afternoon and at less than an hour and a half long Inn For Trouble never outstays it's welcome. The film (the title is a pun and perhaps a warning, you're inn for trouble if you mess with mamma) is based on a television series (never an indication of excellence) called The Larkins and follows the family as they move away from their suburban home to run a country pub known as Ye Earl Osbourne on behalf of Belchers Brewery. Sounds simple enough, this being comedy however, things don't exactly run smoothly for the big mouthed mother and her clan. The Larkins find their pub has no punters, the only remaining staff are either grumpy (Charles Hawtrey) or distracting (Yvonne Monlaur), the local copper is t-total (doesn't drink alcohol) and despite being located between two major roads there is no passing trade, add a drinking competition and an undercover Earl and there you have the plot of the film that is better suited to those of the decade just ending than to those of the one just starting, the final 'knees up mother brown' scene cementing this as a cockney film from days gone by.

Peggy Mount the family matriarch portrays her character Ada Larkin with her usual trademark style of dominating gusto, that would of had her punters running for cover should they have had any. David Kossoff is decent enough in his role of the hen pecked husband Alf Larkin whose beloved beer is disliked by the locals and the remaining family members are passably performed by Ronan O'Casey as the son in law whose wife is holidaying in Canada and by Shaun O'Riordan the scoutmaster son who would rather sleep in a tent than at the pub.

Charles Hawtrey billed as special guest has a throw away role appearing in only a handful of scenes as the grumpy employee Silas Withering, his attitude is never really explained despite later in the film exclaiming that the new landlords are working him to hard, so perhaps he prefers the quite life and plots to send the Larkins packing back to the city.

Character actresses Irene Handl and Esma Cannon appear in just one scene gossiping in the local village shop but have some important information to tell Mrs Larkin, while Leslie Phillips portrays the owner of the Belchers Brewery and is featured at both the beginning and the end of the film.

Overall I would rate Inn For Trouble 7/10 it's a pleasing film with some enjoyable characters and has a gentle comedic tone but it never sizzles with fun and excitement, never really has you laughing out loud and yes probably isn't to memorable either, explaining it's widely unknown status today, a shame but perhaps not a big surprise.

I like this film great cast are you being served was worse than this one this is one of the best comedies.alf and Ada at their best.they went from a pub to a cafe Leslie Phillips in another great role and Charles hawtrey this ranks with on the buses as one of the best TV spinoffs.thats your funeral was another great spinoff father dear father was another good film from the television series I know it wasn't a spinoff from a television series go for a take with norman rossington and the great reg varney next to thevcarry on films was one of the best of the seventies inn for trouble was great ok.

'Inn for Trouble' is a tour de force for Britain's favourite 'battleaxe' Peggy Mount. After her memorable portrayal of the termagant mother - in - law to be, in 'Sailor Beware' (1956), film makers obviously deemed it to be safe enough, after a five year gap, to let her loose on the silver screen once more. The Larkins had been a successful radio series, an early radio comedy sit - com. Transferring it to the big screen is a daunting task, and, in spite of predictable and fragile handling, it so nearly comes off.

A film about the Larkins 'at home' was clearly not a strong enough setting, therefore Alf retires from the labelling department at Belcher's brewery. Normally he would be given a pub to run, but he is given a derisory pen, instead. In marches wife Ada (Peggy Mount), who harangues the owner, Leslie Phillips, to the extent that he lets the Larkins have the 'Earl Osborne', a pub more ailing than the ale, which the locals hate, described by a yokel, Jumbo (Graham Moffatt) as 'potato water'.

The plot is thin, and consists of Ada inducing tourists and locals into her 'local', eventually realising that the locals receive free beer each quarter from the Earl Osborne, who, up till now, has been masquerading as farm worker Bill, his spilt personality remaining unexplained. Naturally, after his true identity is revealed, Ada buys some barrels off him, and the locals descend on the pub in droves. The anti hero, Gaskin, Alan Wheatley as the Sheriff of Nottingham in a suit, heading a powerful rival brewery, tries to trick Phillips into selling the pub, the latter unaware that a motorway is about to be built in the vicinity, which will elevate the insignificant watering hole to the status of a service station goldmine. Alf's drinking club, 'The Fluids', avert this impending catastrophe by moving the paper contract around in a ritualistic game of cat and mouse.

The supporting cast is mainly misplaced or underused. The great Charles Hawtrey is sidelined as a grumpy employee; his colleague from their early days in Will Hay films, Graham Moffatt, plays the eponymous Jumbo, his last film appearance before succumbing to a heart attack at 46. Moffatt had run his own pub for many years, so his role is one of a 'busman's holiday'. Glyn Owen struggles as the Earl Osborne, and is more at home as his 'alter ego' Bill, safer among those of his own class - this was 1960, and the 'swinging sixties' had not yet replaced the class conscious fifties. Ronan O'Casey is whimsical as Ada's Canadian son - in - law, complete with dodgy Irish -American accent, and Shaun O'Riordan, a future director of TV programmes, is a mummy's boy, a forerunner of Private Pike, from Dad's Army, but is given a measure of authority, since he is a scoutmaster and drives a car much better than his dad.

The multi - talented David Kossoff is unable to display the range of his undoubted talents in his limited role of Alf (Cyril Smith was much more effective as Peggy Mount's husband in 'Sailor Beware') and, of course, in homage to Raquel Welch, there is the obligatory gorgeous French girl, Yvonne Monlaur, who, by chance, is staying at this pub in the middle of nowhere. Naturally she becomes engaged to the Earl. Well studied support comes from Frank Williams, as Gaskin's snobbish nephew, while Esma Cannon and Irene Handl are in top form as the gossipy ladies in the village shop. However, that inveterate scene stealer, A.E. Matthews, affectionately known to everyone as 'Matty', is delightful as a scattily pompous master of the hunt. At the age of 91, he was Britain's oldest working actor.

Ultimately, the film demonstrates the decadence and imminent collapse of the British film comedy in the sixties - some rather dodgy processing doesn't help, either. Despite its obvious frailties, it's still worth a watch, even if it's only to gain a glimpse of a vanished way of life. No wonder the 'carry on' films were already beginning to carry the film comedy banner, in whose genre Charles Hawtrey has passed into cinematic legend. For Peggy Mount, films were virtually over, and television comedy beckoned; Kossoff would become an outstanding religious writer and raconteur, and Frank Williams would play the vicar in 'Dad's Army'. Give it a viewing on a wet Sunday afternoon, but be careful - Steve Race's honky tonk title tune will have you foot tapping, until the call comes: 'time, ladies and gentlemen, please..'