Up Pompeii

This film is rubbish! I know - I've seen it 23 times! Perhaps you need to be British even to understand it. Just reading the names of the characters makes me smile.

The film has its origin in a British TV Series and was certainly much better in 30 minute chunks but, at least when they made the film, they took the effort to come up with a plot, puerile though it is. The cast is pretty well unchanged from the TV Series too.

Frankie Howerd (Lurcio) based his whole theatrical career on dodgy double intendres and this film is full of them. His habit of making asides directly to the audience via the camera is hilarious. In fact, most of the comedy lies in those two attributes. The visual side of the film, the physical comedy, is more or less one long chase scene with breaks and is not really that funny.

There are some very funny scenes though. The orgy and its aftermath and the wrestling match stand out. The ending is very clever too.

Worth a watch and far better than the two sequels it spawned, 'Up The Chastity Belt' and 'Up The Front'.

This film has the best "hangover" scene I have ever seen. The morning after the orgy is a must.

Howard has the knack of knowing when to give the audience the eye, with a just perfect leer. This film is one that shows you that it is possible to break the 4th wall to include the audience in the scene. A movie any teenage boy would love and should be viewed by all the staff at "MAXIM". When the film was first shown on TV here in North America it was a little scandalous. The English were not as prudish and had more fun that way.

Depending on whether you like 70's britcom, you will either love this or hate it. For me it epitomizes a simpler era - one where sexist humor was acceptable and not everything had to be so PC. The thing it is most like is a series from the same era - the name escapes me but it had a black and white couple living next to each other with the men making snide racist comments across the garden fence, but respecting each other underneath, while the wives sat in the kitchen bitching about men over a cup of tea.

Frankie Howerd is, well, Frankie Howerd. He brings the audience right into the film acting as both lead actor and narrator. It is full of his classic one line wit which has never been emulated by anyone (some may say this is good thing, but not me; Nay, Nay and thrice Nay!). The sets were clearly done on a budget, and if you like whiz-bang special effects then forget it. This was clearly a Frankie Production.

So (in the words of jib-jab) if you are a left wing weenie, forget this film, but if you are a stupid dumb ass (like me), take a look.

This silly period comedy lives or dies depending your taste for Frankie Howerd. Me, I quite like him: I love his asides to the camera, his constant exasperation, his little quips and wisecracks. Others may find his humour stale and repetitive, and they'll be in trouble because this film is the Frankie Howerd Show in all but name.

A movie version of a once popular TV series (which I never saw), UP POMPEII is a bawdy spoof of the Roman costume drama. Howerd plays Lurcio, a slave who finds himself being chased by various ne'er do wells after a mix up involving a cucumber and a scroll (no, I'm not making this up). The film is an excuse for a parade of actors to embarrass themselves or amuse the audience, depending on how much you like smutty, silly and slapstick humour, and rarely a scene goes by without a scantily clad woman in sight.

As with most British comedies of the 1970s, a lot of the fun these days comes from spotting the star. There's Bernard Bresslaw as a champion, there's Hammer starlet Julie Ege as a noblewoman. Michael Hordern is fairly good as a politician who wanders around thinking of his next speech, as is Lance Percival as the heavy constantly on Howerd's tail (oo er). Watch out for Hammer players Maddy Smith and George Woodbridge in minor roles, a bit part for Darth Vader himself, Dave Prowse, and Barbara Murray as Howerd's alluring owner.