Carry On Climbing Up The Ladder

Rating: 3/10 (2 May 2009)

My God this was an awful film.
And I was looking for every once of delight as without thinking too deeply, this seemed a rich area for a feel good film. (Yes I have. See my review in January.) I had heard some excruciating reviews, but to be fair, there have been any number of Richard Curtis films post 4W&AF which struck me as mawkish at the time, but now feel quite pleasant in a nothing else on the telly sort of way.
Thus the precise perfection of sub-three minute ground-breaking distorted guitar that was The Kinks, against an exploding background of unself-consciously happy, dancing people boded ever so well. You Really Had Me from "Girl".
But then what? A succession of mind-numbing excuses for plots/laughs that drift away without the slightest effort of context, culminating in PSH and Rhys Ifans seeing how far they can climb up a ladder. Laugh? No.
A slow word rate and general lassitude meant I had the Carry On references in my mind before the sad news about Peter Rogers. My condolences.
Ron (Viewed 7Apr09)