Scotland Yard au parfum

Perhaps Michael Winner never directed an undeniable masterpiece but he certainly came close with films like DEATH WISH, THE SYSTEM, HANNIBAL BROOKS, among others.

THE JOKERS likewise rates short of a masterpiece but it has going for it self-deprecating British humor at its rawest, backed up by superb comedic performances from Oliver Reed and Michael Crawford as brothers intent on subverting authority at any cost for their personal fame rather than gain. As the offspring of the well off aristocratic Tremayne family, they do not really need to work but both join the British Army, are dishonorably discharged, and decide to go on a bomb hoax quest to prove their worth to themselves, in time upgrading that pastime to robbery.

Surrounded by 1960s belles, night club dancing, moronic parents, and a parody of the armed forces (James Donald as Col. Gurney-Simms is an absolute hoot), Scotland Yard (Harry Andrews is terrific as Inspector Marryatt), palace and Tower London guards, and the entire cabinet with then Prime Minister Harold Wilson at the top (when the crown jewels are pilfered the PM is away on vacation), the two brothers proceed to throw London into a spin as bomb call follows bomb call. Mind-boggingly, in the middle of it all stands one complete needless character called Lt Sprague, played by the great Edward Fox, who seems to predict where the next bomb might turn up, and who for some unexplained reason neither brother seems to like.

There is just a teeny weeny spanner in the works: brother David (Reed) is much more highly regarded by his parents and acquaintances than brother Michael (Crawford). That said, the latter is not half as dumb as others might believe... and when the symbols of the British monarchy are stolen good ol' Mike pulls a fast one on Dave, who, for all his sharp thinking, fails to see it coming...

Better than competent cinematography from Ken Hodges, including the magnificently done Tower of London heist. Imaginative, sardonic script by Dick Clement and Ian La Frenais.

I enjoyed every minute of it! 8/10.

OK, so maybe Michael Winner got a bit carried away with the poster claiming this as exciting as "Topkapi" (1964) but it is still quite an entertaining crime caper to watch. Michael Crawford is "Michael", dragooned from his army regiment - it turns out he has rather a habit of being kicked out of things. He unites with his successful, raffish, brother "David" (Oliver Reed) and the pair decide on some sort of spectacular revenge. What to do, though? Well a visit to the Tower of London soon settles that. Crawford sets up a false identity as an Irish bomber and they gradually create a pretty effective degree of panic amongst the establishment as they cannibalise coffee pots and the like into makeshift explosive devices... When their real crime comes along, the crowing glory of their plan is accomplished. They had planned to return their ill-gotten loot, but at this point the brothers deviate from their plan - "Michael" neglects to follow through with certain aspects of their deal leaving poor old "David" high and dry, and in the clink! An efficient supporting cast - Harry Andrews, Sir Michael Hordern, Daniel Massey and James Donald along with a fast moving, quite humorous, script from writers Ian La Frenais and Dick Clement (who went on to write the classic BBC sitcom "Porridge" in 1974) makes this a better effort than I expected it to be. Reed and Crawford work well together, and it's just good fun.

Two clever, but rebellious and anarchic upper-class brothers (Oliver Reed and Michael Crawford) plot the ultimate robbery - the theft of the crown jewels from the Tower of London and concoct what they believe is the perfect alibi; the trouble is, can they trust one another?

Both are a couple of drifters from a highly privileged background and have been given the best in life, but they are bored and suffer from a superiority complex which means they think they are above the law and that winning is all that matters. The theft is a chance to cock a snook at the British establishment, of which they are a part, and to brag about it to their party-going 'hooray' friends, thus enabling them to become part of folklore for their generation. They believe they can get away with it so long as the jewels are returned to the Tower - and there lies the crunch.

The opening scene shows the Crawford character being slung out of the army for breaking every rule in the book and circumnavigating the army's chain of command so that he can capture his objective on Salisbury Plain. The fact that he used his initiative is neither here nor there - he's a rebel with no ethics and that doesn't fit well with the British Army. In time of war, you need buccaneers like the brothers in order to win the day. They are straight out of sixteenth century tradition of Francis Drake and Walter Raleigh and this coincides exactly with the spirit of the hedonistic 'swinging sixties' where anything goes.

The picture is tremendous fun and is well scripted by Dick Clement and Ian La Frenais, two of the best screenwriters around. Michael Crawford didn't want to participate in the making of the film originally as he thought no-one would believe he could be Oliver Reed's brother. However, prior to filming, he met Reed's real-life brother who displayed an uncanny resemblance to Crawford and this made him change his mind. THIS MOVIE MUST BE BROUGHT OUT ON DVD NOW!!!

Oliver Reed stars in this heist of the Crown Jewels. A "Class" Act of the brothers' Tremayne! This is a thrilling worthwhile film that shakes you up, but leaves you begging for more. A movie that tells what it was like to be in London in the 1960s, the suspense builds till the mystery overwhelms the senses and you wish that the film will never end. Some of the scenes near the end of this film are so haunting and surreal that they leave an indelible memory imprint.

I highly recommend this film as the intensity of Oliver Reed will have you on the edge of your seat from beginning to end. Not too many films capture the imagination, but this one grabs you immediately and never lets go until it is time to hit the exits.

Go see it and Enjoy! Big time entertainment!

Like another of the commenters, I saw this film on the late night telly. I loved it all the way, and as an American, managed to appreciate some of the British humor. One joke, in particular, that made me laugh up a storm was when some guy tries to explain the bomb plantings by blaming it on "the Mafia." Michael Crawford sniggers, "Surbiton branch?" I recommend this film to anyone who wants to be entertained by one of the first films in what would become the best years of British comedy.