Avaliações de usuários

Carry On Behind is dismissed by some fans of the series as an inferior imitation of Carry On Camping, a crass caper that desperately tries to keep up with the times by offering viewers an endless tirade of even more risqué innuendo, crude toilet humour and gratuitous female nudity (bums and boobs, but no bush). I don't understand the criticism: in my opinion, that sounds like the recipe for a whole lot of fun!

Sid James and Babs Windsor might not be along for the ride this time around (they were busy working abroad), and Charles Hawtree is also notable by his absence, but even without these stalwarts of the series, I had a great time: Carry On regulars Kenneth Williams, Joan Sims, Bernard Bresslaw, Liz Fraser, Patsy Rowlands, Kenneth Connor, Peter Butterworth and Jack Douglas ably represent the old guard, while new faces include TV talent Windsor Davies (It Ain't Half Hot Mum) and Ian Lavender (Dad's Army), sexy German actress Elke Sommer, and dolly bird Adrienne Posta (Adventures of a Taxi Driver/Adventures of a Private Eye).

Between them they deliver the goods: Williams falls in a cesspit, Sommer takes a shower and flashes her butt, desperate middle-aged married men Davies and Douglas lust after bikini babes Carol Hawkins and Sherrie Hewson (of Coronation Street fame), Bresslaw goes in search of a foul-beaked Mynah bird, Posta wears a preposterous blonde wig (surely that wasn't her real hair?), Butterworth gets romantic with Sims, and Connor accidentally books a stripper for his caravan camp cabaret act! It might no be all that sophisticated, but its good for some guffaws and a fair few 'phwoars'.

This is my first "Carry On"-film and I really and unexpectedly enjoyed this. I mostly started watching this for completism, to have at least seen one movie from the famous franchise. And then I really enjoyed it and watched it to the end. Why? The plot is crap, basically it's a bunch of diverse characters getting together on an English campground in march, which looks about as jolly as an toxic waste site in winter, and then getting up to some horribly contrived antics.

Still, like wine, old jokes can still be good. What makes this movie so enjoyable are the many excellent actors with their impeccable delivery. And the movie always stays slightly naughty and mischievous without ever becoming sleazy.

CARRY ON BEHIND is the last of the great Carry Ons, I think. It really shouldn't be a good film; it's a virtual remake of CARRY ON CAMPING except in caravans rather than tents, and not as good. Half of the major cast members from the series are long gone, with Sid James, Barbara Windsor, Hattie Jacques, and Charles Hawtrey, all conspicuous by their absence.

Even so, CARRY ON BEHIND manages to recapture the old-fashioned humour and hijinks of the series at its best. It's all rather lowbrow, of course, with silly jokes and sillier characters, and yet I somehow loved it all the same. It may be that the remaining cast members seem to give it their all, realising that the shared weight of the film's success is on fewer shoulders. So Bernard Bresslaw, Peter Butterworth, Joan Sims, and Kenneth Connor in particular give it their all, and then some.

The newcomers to the series aren't so bad either. Jack Douglas and Windsor Davies have a little double act going which makes up for wit with sheer energy. The person who really feels missed is, and I say this to my surprise, Barbara Windsor, because the women they bring in to replace her just aren't very good. I did like Elke Sommer (LISA AND THE DEVIL) though; she might be an imported Euro-star, but she gives it her best with the rest of them and her character is oddly appealing; she allows Kenneth Williams to shine for sure. Ian Lavender is also good value, although it's a shame that they bring Liz Fraser in, age her with an unappealing haircut, and then keep her off-screen for a very long time.

Highlights of this film include the Mynah bird, the clever and unexpected climax which recalls the set-piece glory days of old, the water main hijinks, the shower stalls, and every scene with Peter Butterworth, who really is at his best here. Plus, the scene between him and Sims late on in the production is unexpected and probably the most moving moment ever seen in a Carry On movie.

Ah, c'mon..! We *know* it's not a patch on Carry on up the Khyber and Carry on Cleo but it's still fantastic in it's own rubbish way. The whole universe of cuckolded, horny husbands, shrewish wives and anaemic-looking dolly birds still makes me laugh my ass off every time.

You can see the gags coming from a thousand yards away and the plot's wafer thin but Kenneth Williams cackles like a champ, Kenneth Connor sleazes for England and Elke Sommer still looks fantastic in that cheeky suede skirt.

I grew up with the Carry On films and watching one is like opening a can of Instant Nostalgia. I studied archaeology at university and people always ask me if I was inspired by Indiana Jones. I've got a sneaky suspicion it was really Carry on Behind.

Throwing up the usual assortment of henpecked husbands, innuendo, nagging wives, more innuendo battle-axe-mother-in-laws, even more innuendo and dolly birds, Carry On Behind sees little in the way of tampering with the formula. Visibly suffering from the loss of the series' stalwart writer, the film is a blatant attempt to repeat the success of Carry On Camping, modernised to cash in on the 70s explosion in caravanning. Set during the height of summer but filmed in the depths of winter, the entire film is a dull, overcast reminder of the series continuing on long after its glory days have passed. By the time the caravan site starts to sink into the soggy ground, it becomes a poignant metaphor for the franchise itself. Windsor Davies certainly makes for a fun addition, but the hiring of Elke Sommer perhaps wasn't the wisest move. She ends up saddled with tired language misinterpretation gags and a massive paycheck that feels so disingenuous to the rest of the long-suffering team. The dialogue feels corny, and the charm of simpleminded, no-nonsense fun and games is starting to fade. However, Carry On Behind, even after a film that saw the farewell of many important contributors, stands up quite well in terms of pure hilarity even if the jokes were falling behind and beginning to scrape the bottom.

This later Carry On is missing Sid James, Hattie Jacques, Barbara Windsor and Charles Hawtrey. Popular regulars Kenneth Williams, Joan Sims, Bernard Bresslaw, Kenneth Connor, Patsy Rowlands, Jack Douglas and Peter Butterworth are in substantial roles and are great. However the departed regulars are missed.

The story works well. It is essentially a series of sketches about various people at a campground, but the story threads form a cohesive whole.

Some characters work better than others. Ian Lavender and Adrienne Posta as a young couple with a huge dog don't seem to have been given any jokes. Their scenes are pretty limp and peter out with no punchline. This brings down the pace of the film.

The characters played by Bresslaw, Rowlands and Sims develop nicely as the film progresses. Sims starts as a battle axe but becomes more sympathetic.

The scenes with Jack Douglas and newcomer Windsor Davies as mates on a fishing holiday (with Davies hoping to hook some dolly birds) work well, and are funny. Davies does the impossible - successfully stepping into the Sid James role. Newcomers Carol Hawkins and Sherrie Hewson acquit themselves well as the young women unfortunate enough to have them in pursuit.

Kenneth Williams and guest Elke Sommer are archaeologists studying the old cesspool. Their bits are classic Carry On and very funny. Sommer fits in seamlessly and is the series' most successful guest star.

Kenneth Connor as the lusty owner of the camp site and Peter Butterworth as the scruffy odd jobs man are great too.

Liz Fraser returns after many years' absence but only has a small role.

Look out for Larry Dann as the main university student in the film. Dann had appeared in Carry On Teacher (1959) as a student, and this film saw his return. He went on to roles in England (1976) and Emmannuelle (1978), then was a long running regular in police TV series The Bill.

CARRY ON BEHIND

Aspect ratio: 1.85:1

Sound format: Mono

An archaeological team encounters a variety of comic mishaps whilst excavating ancient ruins beneath a dilapidated caravan park.

In retrospect, it was a huge mistake for the "Carry On" series to, er... carry on following the retirement of regular scriptwriter Talbot Rothwell due to ill health. Few writers could have matched his genius for puns and wordplay, least of all TV journeyman Dave Freeman, who swapped the playful innuendo of his illustrious predecessor with single-entendre gags and near-the-knuckle sexual references ('erection' jokes had become permissible at PG-level in 1975). Still, CARRY ON BEHIND amounts to a fair imitation of the 'real thing', putting its game cast of veterans and newcomers through a free-form remake of CARRY ON CAMPING (1969), minus the flying bras and hilarious hippies of that earlier outing!

Shot in the dead of winter in a muddy field round the back of Pinewood studios (note the visible breath from actors dressed in summer clothing!), the movie revels in its own shortcomings. Top-billed Kenneth Williams had always been contemptuous of this material, but he must have despaired of the sudden downturn in production values, even by "Carry On" standards. Nevertheless, he acts up a storm as renowned archaeologist 'Professor Roland Crump', whose lecture to a bored-looking Town Hall audience in the opening scene is enlivened when his 'film show' turns out to contain footage of a stripper (as the girl is about to remove her bra, an oblivious Williams intones: "Miss Fosdyke is about to reveal something of ENORMOUS interest!"). But Williams - so often the star of these shows by default - is almost completely upstaged by Britt Ekland, utterly delightful as a vivacious Russian scientist whose basic grasp of English gets her into all sorts of trouble ("Professor Crump and I vill soon be having it off!" "No, no - HITTING it off!!"). Co-star Joan Sims is in full battleaxe mode, sharing much of her screen time with a rude Mynah bird (voiced, uncredited, by director Gerald Thomas), while middle-aged lotharios Windsor Davies and Jack Douglas make fools of themselves by pursuing a couple of bosomy dolly-birds (Carol Hawkins and "Coronation Street"s Sherrie Hewson). Best gag: When a crowd of holidaymakers lose the seat of their pants after sitting on newly-painted chairs, site owner Kenneth Connor promises a thorough investigation: "I'll get to the bottom of this - I feel a complete arse!"

Though cheap and cheerful in its own debased way, this was the last of the 'good' "Carry On" movies. Denied the opportunity by British censors to exploit newfound sexual freedoms enjoyed by moviegoers across the rest of the world, Adult filmmakers merely co-opted the sex-based humor of Thomas' long-running series and rendered explicit what had always been implied by Rothwell's fruity screenplays, adding softcore sex and nudity to an ultra-commercial brew (I'M NOT FEELING MYSELF TONIGHT, CAN YOU KEEP IT UP FOR A WEEK?, the "Confessions" series, etc.). Unwilling to compete with such material, and having lost both Rothwell and star Sid James (he died onstage at the Sunderland Empire theatre in 1976), the series plunged into serious decline with the following entry, CARRY ON ENGLAND (1976), a wartime farce which swapped wit and cleverness for puerile pratfalls and naked female breasts, earning the franchise its first restrictive censor rating in the UK (AA - no one under 14 allowed).

It's a retread of Carry On Camping only with caravans as the usual array of characters ripe for fun picking innuendo laden shenanigans. Plot for what it's worth has a bunch of Carry On holidaymakers caravanning next to a Roman excavation site being run by Prof Anna Vrooshka (Elke Sommer) and Prof. Roland Crump (Kenneth Williams). Chaos inevitable ensues.

The absence of Sid James, Charles Hawtrey, Hattie Jacques and Terry Scott was always going to be felt (they had all left the franchise by this time), but Williams, Bernard Bresslaw , Kenneth Connor, Joan Simms and Peter Butterworth plough on stoically with the thin formulaic screenplay. Windsor Davis supplements them but he's no Sid James.

The series would trundle out two more films in the 70s before the ill advised comeback movie in 1992 (Carry on Columbus), one of which was the dreadful Carry on England. "Behind" isn't an awful movie as it does have its moments, such as the by-play between Sommer and Williams, and Bresslaw's henpecked husband act. It's also a very good snapshot of the era with budget holidays pointing to the unsteady political climate, while the sexual aspects reek of a time well left behind – but those attitudes did exist back then.

Passable Carry On fare but carrying with it the sadness in knowing the series was long past its sell by date. 6/10

I've always been a fan of the 'Carry On' franchise of films but I must admit to quietly ignoring the last few films until now. A sort of so bad it has to be watched phase of self-flagellation film watching wise!

So what has turned me off this particular entry? Well the production stills make it look like a cheaper (is that possible?) version of Carry On Camping (1969). With half the regular gang missing for various reasons.

Yes, it is similar to Camping but has an archaeological angle that makes it sound intellectual, which it is far from. The cast that are left deliver the typical entendres that are a staple of the franchise.

Kenneth Williams is on top form as the archaeologist despite the audience having to witness his backside in one scene.

I liked the guest star Windsor Davies in a very Sidney James sort of role. Other cast regulars such as Joan Sims, Bernard Bresslaw, Kenneth Connor and Peter Butterworth make for a funny, if average Carry On. What a shame that the films in this era failed to match the series heyday from the late 1960s/early 1970s.

Watched, however I will probably never watch again.

I'm a dissenting voice in the crowd as I actually rather like this late entry in the Carry On series. In fact, I'd probably have it in my top 5 Carry Ons.

There were so many reasons why this entry should have been below par. The previous film in the series, Dick, saw the last appearances of Sid James, Barbara Windsor and Hatties Jacques (we'd already just lost Charles Hawtrey) and importantly this film was the first in a very long time not to have been scripted by master of the double-entendre, Talbot Rothwell. There were only three Carry Ons after this one, and they were all seriously bad. On paper, this is the film where it should have gone wrong, but instead what we have is a likable film full of Carry On humour. It feels like a natural sequel to Carry On Camping. It's a roughly 50:50 cast split between Carry On regulars (Williams, Sims, Bresslaw and Connor) and newcomers (Davies, Posta, Lavendar), and there's a guest star thrown in, Elke Sommer. I've never been a great fan of guests in Carry Ons as they inevitably don't 'fit in' with the crew (like them or loathe them, Ted Ray, Harry H Corbett, Phil Silvers and Frankie Howerd all kind of stood-out as not quite being in the Carry On mould). Elke, playing a Russian archaeologist, adds greatly to this film, and she gets quite a lot of the funny lines, mostly from her misinterpretation of English words.

Although I very much like this film it isn't without its faults. The plot is thinner than usual and the ending is poor (there isn't really a story to conclude at all). I'm not a prude, but there are blatant breasts on display; the Carry Ons always seemed better when they were more innocent. Technically the film is shoddy, with an awful lot of dialogue having been added after filming - at several points the cast speak without even having to move their lips! But there's plenty to enjoy here, cameos from Marianne Stone and David Lodge, a larger role than usual for Patsy Rowlands, music by Eric Rogers, and the English love of life in caravans and under canvas.

Heartily recommended, the last great Carry On.

RANKING: This one falls in the middle. Although one of the latter ones which don't have the best reputations, this is actually one of the good ones. It's often described as the last proper Carry On.

TYPICAL: This is essentially CARRY ON CAMPING so of course it's typical! Apart from Sid James being played by Windsor Davies, who's actually not as bad as you might think, it's the same story, the same jokes and what looks like the same set. It's equally as good as the more famous original. Although a little cruder and ruder, it is still just about more silly than the sordid, retaining the saucy seaside humour which made this series so much innocent-ish fun.

SEXY LADIES: The essential Carry On ingredient in this is provided by Elke Sommer. Like some people say, they remember the moment when JFK was shot or 9-11 happened, the formative event in my young teenage life was seeing Elke Sommer in that ludicrously short skirt and that see-through top. Possibly that was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. I'm not sure whether it's just nostalgia but watching her today still makes my legs go weak....and furthermore, she's actually quite funny. Would it be Carry On heresy to say that she's better than Barbara Windsor?

Ugh... horrible. In an earlier review I remarked how the worlds of Carry On and On The Buses were poles apart. But then I hadn't seen Carry On Behind, which makes "Buses" seem the height of sophistication.

Opening with a cheesy cartoon of animated bottoms, the meaningless title ("Camping" had already been done six years earlier) is illustrated in the most literal way. The direction and timing of the jokes are so off it's untrue. In fact, I'd guessed every single joke before I'd even seen the film - that's how predictable they are. Occasional lines get a laugh, such as a scene where Windsor Davies's beach ball lands on a bonfire. "Me ball's burning!" he cries, obviously a cue for a cheap testicle-related pun. However, the uninspired "Well don't stand so close to the fire!" is made amusing by the delivery of the very funny Peter Butterworth.

Generally, though, none of the actors do well, with even the usually hilarious Kenneth Williams struggling with the feeble script. Bernard Bresslaw also flounders with a film that has a "comedy whistle" sound effect as he sits on a cactus (twice). Rarely has visual humour been so witlessly contrived. Windsor Davies (so-so) and Jack Douglas (desperately unfunny) are on a fishing holiday, leading to much lame innuendo around the words "tackle" and "flies".

Williams is an archaeological Professor, teamed with Elke Sommer as Professor Vooshka. A pidgin English-speaking "foreigner" who seems to be a prerequisite for cheap 70s comedies, the character exists only to mistakenly say such phrases as "having it off" and "making oats". The only time this dated stereotype produces a laugh is when she exclaims to Windsor Davies that an injured Ken is "bleeding terrible." "Never mind his qualifications," Davies replies, "is he hurt badly?" Yes, that's one of the better ones.

The thing about great comedy is that it arises naturally out of the situation. This is not great comedy. How two grown men and women could get embarrassed from the implications of "stuffing" being on a menu is beyond me. Davies and Douglas are middle-aged schoolboys, waiting between the pauses until someone says the word "bit" so they can fall into helpless laughter once more. It's this relentless scraping for the lowest common denominator of laughs that drags Behind down into the depths.

The female cast is even worse, and the movie sorely misses a Sid James or a Barbara Windsor. Joan Sims is wasted in an underwritten role, and its non-star heavy status gives the impression of a pared-down production. The small setting also concedes the lack of ambition present. It's entries like this that give Carry On its poor reputation in some circles. If you learn that a subplot involves a large hungry dog and a Minor bird that swears and says "show us yer knickers" then you'll see the level of the "humour". Mixed showers, falling into cesspits, lousy incidental music, it's all truly, terribly unfunny.

Where the 60s had seen the series try out constant experiments (Carry On Spying, not very funny but innovative) and expand its scope (Cowboy, Screaming, Khyber), the 70s saw it happy to rest on its laurels. While the last three movies of the 60s were a step down from Khyber, they generally held the era in good stead. Things weren't so bad to begin with, with the first entry of a new decade the fairly standard Up The Jungle. While at times messy and underdeveloped, it's possibly the rudest Carry On, with bestiality making an incongruous appearance during its lunchtime screenings. Loving was underrated, and descended into slapstick homage, while Convenience was also an amusing exploration of the coarseness of the series. However, Henry was a one-joke movie, Abroad had potential squandered and Matron (qv) was possibly the weakest of the overrated medical excursions. Girls was also overlooked, however, and Dick earned its reputation as "the last decent Carry On movie". Post-Behind, England was a laugh vacuum, though the rumours of Emmannuelle being pornographic are, of course, a myth. The other rumour - that it's abysmal - is, sadly, completely true. Though then again, the warning signs should show when it opens with a theme song by Kenny Lynch. Lance Peters's script seems to be a formula of what people think a Carry On is about, rather than a film in its own right, while the overlong scenes and flat direction justify why this one killed the series off. After this low point, it was down to woeful 90s revival Columbus to hammer the final nail in the coffin.

At date of writing a new Carry On for the 21st century is being planned - Carry On London. Will it be able to reverse the downward slope that began right here, with Carry On Behind, the first truly bad entry in the series?

This has to be one of the crudest carry on's ever, I am amazed its only got a PG rating, supposedly suitable for children! The subject matter is entirely adult from beginning to end of this film

There is very little in the way of a plot, it starts off simply by explaining how the different characters find themselves at the camp site. What follows is over an hour of undiluted toilet humour of the lowest kind. Its completely smutty and the sexual innuendo never lets up, its unrelenting

Part of the story is meant to be about an archeological dig but we never see any real work going on at the site. Its just another excuse for more smut as the Roman 'artifact' turns out to feature an erotic painting. The actress playing the Russian archeologist is obviously having a good time, her accent is not very believable and of course her poor grasp of the English language is used to create yet more filthy jokes

The two up for it lads are played exactly the same as Carry On Camping, come to think of it, this is really a sequel to Carry On Camping! But the highlight for me was seeing Kenneth Williams performance, he works his usual magic and seems to be on top form. Although we are missing a few favourite characters you soon forget and begin to enjoy yourself. The sight of a man falling into a cesspool is one highlight that really sets the tone near the beginning of the film

As well as the dirty humour there are some very funny set pieces which have to be seen to be believed. The part where Kenneth Williams hits his head in the caravan is priceless, had me laughing uncontrolably! Throughout the film the jokes are predictable, you can see the outcome ages before the inevitable happens but its all so drawn out that it becomes even funnier

The film doesn't really have an ending, the constant stream of crudeness continues, later on some strippers arrive. Its almost as if the producers were concerned there wasn't enough smut in the film so they got some stippers just to be on the safe side. They needn't have worried

Eventually there is a shot of a single caravan leaving the park, which is just an excuse for the events to draw to a close

In conclusion nothing actually happens in this film, there is no plot and no character development. The earlier Carry On's at least had some kind of love interest but this is really just an excuse for a filth fest of epic proportions

I have never seen anything like it. Its crude, offensive and sex mad to the end It actually makes me proud to be British, to think we can come up with stuff like this. We're years ahead of the rest of the world!

I loved it!

CARRY ON BEHIND is a frustrating mix of both good and bad for those who have enjoyed at least some of the movies in the series . The movie starts with Professor Crump giving a lecture without realising someone has sent him the wrong film . On paper an academic narrating pornography would seem rather flat but here it raises a smile . Unfortunately after that the plot revolves around an inferior remake of CARRY ON CAMPING with most of the mediocre attempts at humour coming from aforeigner who has a poor grasp of the English language . There is avery funny scene involving a beach ball:

" What's wrong with you ? "

"Me ball's burning "

" Well don't stand so close to the fire "

But there's not too many more laugh out loud moments . Having said that CARRY ON BEHIND is far better than the movies that followed it in the franchise

Carry on Behind is nowhere near the atrocities Emmanuelle, Columbus and England are, but it was disappointing. And no, it is not to do with the fact Sidney James and Talbot Rothwell are missing, though they were a prime reason why the Carry Ons of the 60s were so enjoyable. The film does have some great set and costume design, the score is good and Kenneth Williams and Elke Sommer are a lot of fun. However, the story is thin and unfocused while trying to combine caravan holiday capers and archaeological high jinks, while the script is pretty much dreadful with the innuendo well and truly smutty and unfunny especially. The direction isn't great either, while Bernard Breeslaw, Kenneth Connor and Joan Sims who are so good when they have a good script and character are restricted by underused supporting roles. Overall, not atrocious but very disappointing. 4/10 Bethany Cox

Historically this was one of my least favourites of the series, but on rewatch it was better than I remembered it as being. There's a number of regulars here, we also see the debut of Windsor Davies in a Carry on film and he actually does pretty well playing alongside Jack Douglas whose usual persona is seemingly toned down from what it usually is in the other films. Elke Sommer appears in her only Carry on and is quite funny in her role, shame she didn't appear in more films. Elsewhere everyone else is good but I wasn't keen on the Baxter family, they didn't do much for me.

The story is admittedly very weak, it's essentially a remake of camping but with slight changes. Kenneth Williams (or Professor Crumpet as Sommer keeps calling him) and Professor Vooshka go to an archaeological site to study some artifacts. Although, they don't actually end up doing much of that it seems. It's very funny in parts with great lines but sometimes the jokes just don't work. It's not really a sex comedy but it's a lot more explicit than usual, we even see a naked stripper at the beginning (and a clothed one at the end.)

This is pretty much the last decent Carry on film. They only went downhill from here sadly. Prepare your blindfolds for the next edition...

I was a little wary when I started watching this as I noticed a lot of the regular cast members were missing; there's no Sid James, Hattie Jacques, Charles Hawtrey, Barbara Windsor. Normally the film's that are missing a lot of the regular crew tend to be the weaker entries (I'm thinking Carry On Up The Jungle and Carry On Cruising), but this particular entry works surprisingly well...

This is another Carry On film that doesn't really have much of a story and is an events/character driven film. In this film the story doesn't matter (there's a loose thread surrounding Professors Vooshka and Crump searching for Roman artefacts), but this is pretty much inconsequential. What becomes the main focus of the film is a missing talking bird that Arthur doggedly pursues (the bird's naughty talk causes a whole array of misunderstandings). Arthur's problems don't end there though he finds himself holidaying with the mother-in-law from hell too... Windsor Davies and Jack Douglas are the randy married men looking for some action (similar to the roles Sid James and Bernard Bresslaw played in Carry On Camping). They are a fairly good double act and get themselves in to a fair amount of trouble and generate a fair few laughs. Kenneth Connor does a good job as the slimy, creepy and lecherous caravan park owner and Peter Butterworth is also funny as handyman Henry Barnes (he plays a deceitful money-grabber similar to the role he played in Carry On Camping). The only weak link for me lay with the Baxter's... something just didn't click for me with them and I didn't find them very funny.

Carry On Behind is one of the few films that wasn't written by Talbot Rothwell (which is understandable as he more-or-less wrote the same screenplay for Carry On Camping). This isn't a major criticism against Dave Freeman (the screenwriter for this film), but the similarities between the two films are obvious and he surely must have known that comparisons would be drawn between the two films (this is the weaker of the two in my opinion).

Having said that, by sticking to a tried and tested formula, the film contains enough visual gags, clever play on words (Professor Vooshka's very basic command of the English language is amusing to see) and bawdiness to make this a more than worthwhile entry.

Far from the best in the series, but there are also worse out there as well.

I don't understand why this has such a low rating. I know some consider it a poor remake of Camping, but I think it is far from it. I've always thought it to be one of the best. It's such a shame that they followed up with England, Emmanuelle, and Columbus; had they ended here, I think 'Behind' would have been held in much higher regard.

There are some truly funny gags, fun performances, and great double acts: Windsor Davies and Jack Douglas, Kenneth Williams and Elke Sommer, Peter Butterworth and Joan Sims. These were great comedy teams. Elke especially did a great job; it was her first Carry On, and she was just splendid-likable, funny, with great delivery and a cheeky smile.

There are some truly funny moments: Peter Butterworth trying to coax Kenneth and Elke to hire his caravan, Elke looking for scrubbers, the striptease-lots to choose from.

Even the theme music makes me laugh; it's such a cheeky and funny tune-perfect for the film.

I've always loved the way that shower door suddenly developed a glass panel at the top, that caravan site really was advanced!

9/10.

By 1975, the "Carry On" formula was starting to wear thin. "Carry On Behind," although amusing, pales in comparison to most of the series' earlier entries. The performers try gamely, but a lot of the humor seems tired. In particular, the running gags about Professor Vooshka's fractured English wear very thin after a while, despite Elke Sommer's vivacious delivery of those gags.

By this time (1975) the humour of the double entendre was wearing thin - every line had been done over and over in previous Carry On movies, plus most of the original Carry On team had either passed away or just passed on appearing in this shocker. (Unfortunately, this wasn't the worst as Carry On Emmannuel was to follow and finally kill off the Carry On franchise.) Kenneth Williams can only flare his enormous nostrils so much before you want to stuff them with carrots. He wrote in his diary: "...it's the worst script I've ever read." "...it is unfunny and is mostly concerned with heavily contrived slapstick. Don't know why on earth they offer it to me." So, if it's a rainy winter's afternoon, you're not feeling well, there's nothing on any other TV channel and you PC is broken, then watch this... it'll pass the time. Otherwise, go do something else!

I don't laugh easily, haven't particularly liked British films, or lowbrow humor. But this flick had me in stitches 15 year ago. I remember a rapid succession of scabrous double entendres and sexual innuendo. It was so unrelentingly silly I felt mercilessly tickled. I wish I could say I became a fan of the Carry On series. But few other instalments amused me so much. Yet the gang is VERY talented and appealing and offers an exceedingly gentle sort of imbecility, totally unlike American low-brow, which is rather vicious. This series threatens to make an Anglophile out of me, AGAIN!