Episode 188 - Just My Luck (1957)

"Choose Your Entertainment With "WISDOM"!!"

Just My Luck (1957) is a sparkling slice of postwar British comedy that captures both the optimism and the charm of its era. Starring the ever-appealing Norman Wisdom as Norman Hackett, a humble jeweller's apprentice with big dreams, the film follows his hapless but heartfelt attempts to turn his fortunes around. Norman, eternally late and forever in trouble at work, is secretly besotted with glamorous shop assistant Anne (delightfully played by Jill Dixon). When he overhears that she's a fan of racing, he decides to risk everything by placing a series of bets—turning a simple flutter into a full-blown adventure.

What follows is a joyful run of misunderstandings, slapstick chaos and bursts of romantic idealism, all propelled by Wisdom's trademark physical comedy and irrepressible energy. He tumbles, stumbles, and careens through life with that winning mix of innocence and determination that made him Britain's favourite underdog. The climax at the racetrack—where Norman's luck finally turns in spectacular fashion—delivers a perfectly timed payoff that leaves audiences smiling.

Behind the laughter, Just My Luck shows the craftsmanship of director John Paddy Carstairs, who had honed Wisdom's screen persona across several Ealing-flavoured comedies. Shot at Pinewood Studios, the film's brisk pacing, colourful sets, and lively orchestral score give it a polish that stands out among the decade's feel-good comedies.

On release, it proved another box-office hit for Wisdom, confirming his status as the British everyman who could make misfortune look hilarious. Critics admired its warmth and verve, and audiences adored its blend of humour, heart, and a touch of fantasy—the notion that sheer enthusiasm might be enough to change one's destiny.

Buoyant, bright, and brimming with optimism, Just My Luck remains a charming reminder that sometimes fortune really does favour the foolishly brave.

Episode 187 - Hammer Britannia 022 - The Curse Of The Mummy's Tomb (1964)

"He's living in the past! This is 1900, you have to think modern."

Dust off your fez and grab your torch! If you're in the mood for a splendidly spooky adventure that oozes 1960s charm, look no further than Hammer's 1964 classic, The Curse of the Mummy's Tomb. This film is a pure, unadulterated slice of gothic fun, a wonderful reminder of a time when movie monsters were tragic, heroes were dashing, and curses were, well, very literal.

The story kicks off in the grand tradition: a team of intrepid (and slightly reckless) archaeologists unearths the tomb of the Egyptian prince Ra-Antef. Despite the usual ominous warnings etched on the walls, they crate up their findings and ship them off to London, guided by the bombastic American showman, Adam Beauchamp (played with wonderful gusto by Fred Clark). Beauchamp's plan? A sensational, profit-making roadshow! Of course, the mummy has other ideas. It's not long before the ancient guardian is re-animated and stalking the foggy streets of London, exacting a methodical and wonderfully theatrical revenge on his desecrators.

What makes this movie such a joy isn't bone-chilling terror, but its incredible atmosphere and earnestness. It's a film that fully commits to its premise. The sets are a colorful delight, from the treasure-filled tomb to the lavishly decorated London drawing rooms that are about to be rudely interrupted by a 4,000-year-old party crasher. The mummy itself, when finally revealed in its full, bandaged glory, is a fantastic piece of classic monster design.

The cast is clearly having a wonderful time. Terence Morgan is the perfect, square-jawed hero, while Ronald Howard provides the necessary archaeological gravitas. But it's Fred Clark's performance as the quintessential "Ugly American" promoter that steals the show, chewing scenery with an infectious energy.

The Curse of the Mummy's Tomb is the perfect cinematic comfort food. It's a fast-paced, colourful, and thrilling adventure that never takes itself too seriously. It doesn't aim to haunt your nightmares; it aims to entertain you for 80 minutes with a ripping good yarn.

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Episode 186 - Campbell's Kingdom (1957)

"Rugged Wildcatters...Fighting The Treacherous Might Of The Canadian Rockies"

Grab your parka and get ready for a trip to the Canadian Rockies, because 1957's Campbell's Kingdom is a gloriously old-school adventure that absolutely bursts with high-stakes drama and breathtaking scenery. If you're in the mood for a classic "ripping yarn," this is the film for you. It's a story of grit, oil, and one man's incredible race against time, all set against one of the most stunning backdrops ever captured on film.

At the heart of the story is the wonderfully charismatic Dirk Bogarde as Bruce Campbell. Given a grim health diagnosis, Bruce inherits a patch of land in Alberta known as "Campbell's Kingdom." He's told it's worthless, but his grandfather died believing there was oil under that rocky soil. With nothing left to lose, Bruce sinks his last penny and every ounce of his failing strength into proving him right.

This is where the fun really starts. The film is a fantastic story of the underdog. Bruce is a man with a dream, facing down a world of naysayers. This includes the slick, menacing villain Owen (played with wonderful steel by Stanley Baker) and a looming deadline from a hydro-electric company threatening to flood the entire valley.

But Campbell's Kingdom isn't just a character drama; it's a grand spectacle! Director Ralph Thomas makes the Canadian Rockies a character in their own right. The Vistavision and Technicolor cinematography is simply spectacular, with sweeping vistas of snow-capped mountains, turquoise lakes, and rugged forests that will have you longing for the great outdoors.

The action builds to a truly thrilling climax. As Bruce and his small, loyal crew drill desperately for their "black gold," the tension mounts. Will they strike it rich before the dam floods them out? Will Owen's schemes succeed? The final sequences are pure, high-adventure magic, delivering a payoff that is both exciting and deeply satisfying.

Sure, it's a film of its time, with earnest heroes and clear-cut villains, but that's precisely its charm. Campbell's Kingdom is a wonderfully made, optimistic, and thrilling piece of classic British cinema. It's a feel-good movie about betting it all on a dream, and it leaves you with a real sense of exhilaration.

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Episode 185 - Miranda (1948)

"You've hated me ever since I set tail in this house."

In the canon of post-war British comedy, there are grand spectacles and quiet character studies. And then, every so often, there's a film so completely, cheerfully absurd that it defies category. Miranda (1948) is one such treasure, a fantasy-comedy that is as polished and witty as it is delightfully naughty. It's a film that asks what would happen if a classic British "comedy of manners" was suddenly interrupted by a mermaid—and the answer, it turns in, is pure, bubbly entertainment.

The story itself is a wonderfully silly concoction. Dr. Paul Martin (Griffith Jones), escaping his wife for a solo fishing holiday in Cornwall, gets more than he bargained for. He doesn't just catch a fish; he is caught by Miranda, a flirtatious, man-crazy mermaid who promptly holds him captive in her aquatic cave. His ransom? A trip to see London.

What follows is a brilliant farce. Paul passes off the beautiful Miranda as an "invalid patient," concealing her tail under long dresses and wheeling her around his sophisticated London home. This is where the film truly shines, thanks to the absolutely enchanting central performance from Glynis Johns. Long before she was Mrs. Banks in Mary Poppins, Johns established her star power here. With a coy, kittenish voice and eyes that perpetually sparkle with mischief, her Miranda is a sublime creation. She's no innocent nymph; she's a charming siren who has every man in the house—from her "doctor" to the lovestruck chauffeur (a wonderful David Tomlinson)—wrapped around her little finger, or fin.

While Glynis Johns is the undeniable heart of the film, she is bolstered by one of the finest supporting casts in British comedy. Googie Withers is perfectly cast as Paul's increasingly bewildered and suspicious wife, Clare. But it is the magnificent, eccentric Margaret Rutherford who threatens to steal the entire picture as Nurse Carey. Hired to look after the "patient," she is not shocked to discover Miranda's secret but openly delighted, exclaiming, "It's a mermaid! I've always believed in them!"

The film is packed with witty dialogue and brilliant sight gags that never get old: Miranda's insistence on eating raw fish sandwiches, her casual snacking from the goldfish bowl, and a priceless scene at the zoo where she communicates with the seals. It's all so unapologetically fun, a droll and airy fantasy that was a smash hit with audiences at the time, and it's easy to see why. Miranda is a whimsical, charming, and thoroughly amusing escape that still feels as fresh and sparkling as the day it first splashed onto the screen.

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Episode 184- In The Name Of The Father (1993)

"You got 15 years of blood and sweat and pain from my client - whose only crime was that he was bloody well Irish. And he was foolish, and he was in the wrong place at the wrong time!"

Based on the powerful true story of the Guildford Four, In the Name of the Father (1993) is a gripping legal and personal drama chronicling a devastating miscarriage of justice during "The Troubles" in 1970s England.

The film centers on Gerry Conlon (Daniel Day-Lewis), a petty thief from Belfast. To escape the escalating violence, his father sends him to London. While Gerry and his friend Paul Hill are squatting in a flat, an IRA bomb explodes at a pub in Guildford, killing five people. Under intense pressure to secure convictions, the British police, led by Inspector Robert Dixon, arrest Gerry and Paul as prime suspects.

What follows is a harrowing interrogation. Gerry is subjected to days of psychological torture, threats, and violence, eventually breaking down and signing a false confession. This confession is then used to implicate not only himself and Paul but also two others (the "Guildford Four") and, shockingly, members of Gerry's own family who had no connection to the crime, including his asthmatic, law-abiding father, Giuseppe (Pete Postlethwaite). This group becomes known as the "Maguire Seven."

Despite glaring inconsistencies and the lack of physical evidence, the coerced confessions are enough to convict them. Gerry and his father are sentenced to life in prison.

The film's focus then shifts to their 15-year incarceration. The volatile Gerry and the devout, peaceful Giuseppe share a cell, their strained relationship evolving into a profound bond of love and shared resilience. Giuseppe works tirelessly from prison to prove their innocence, while Gerry struggles with despair. They even encounter the actual IRA bomber, who confesses to the crime, but the authorities refuse to reopen the case, burying the new evidence.

Giuseppe eventually dies in prison, which galvanizes Gerry. He begins working with a determined solicitor, Gareth Peirce (Emma Thompson). Peirce meticulously re-examines the case and, after a long fight, uncovers crucial files that the prosecution deliberately withheld from the defense—evidence that contained an alibi proving Gerry's innocence.

In a dramatic climax, the case is brought back to court, the police corruption is exposed, and the convictions of the Guildford Four are finally quashed. Gerry Conlon emerges from the courthouse a free man, vowing to clear his father's name.

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"I do not get paid enough to deal with this shit."

The 2021 British film "Boiling Point" offers a raw and immersive look into the high-pressure environment of a professional kitchen, captured in a single, continuous take. Directed by Philip Barantini, who co-wrote the screenplay with James Cummings, the film is a technical marvel that amplifies the relentless stress of the culinary world. The production notably filmed the entire movie four times, with the third take being the one used in the final cut, a testament to the cast and crew's incredible coordination and performance.

The narrative unfolds in real-time on the last Friday before Christmas, one of the busiest nights of the year for the upscale London restaurant, Jones & Sons. At the heart of the storm is Head Chef Andy Jones, portrayed with a visceral intensity by Stephen Graham. Already burdened by personal issues, Andy's night spirals into chaos from the moment he arrives. A surprise visit from a health and safety inspector downgrades the restaurant's rating, setting a tense tone for the evening.

As the service gets underway, the pressure cooker environment of the kitchen reaches a fever pitch. The camera masterfully weaves through the cramped and chaotic space, capturing the escalating conflicts between the overworked staff. Andy's patient and capable sous-chef, Carly (Vinette Robinson), struggles to manage the kitchen amidst her boss's erratic behavior. Meanwhile, the front-of-house manager, Beth (Alice Feetham), adds to the friction with her mishandling of demanding customers, including a celebrity chef who is also Andy's former mentor and a renowned food critic. The film expertly juggles multiple storylines, from difficult patrons with severe food allergies to internal staff disputes, all while Andy's personal life continues to unravel just outside the kitchen doors. The result is a palpable sense of anxiety that leaves the audience on the edge of their seat, deeply invested in the fate of the restaurant and its deeply flawed but compelling protagonist.

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Episode 182 - All Night Long (1962)

"Me? Oh, I belong to that new minority group: white American jazz musicians. They're going to hold a mass meeting in a phone booth."

Get ready to step into the coolest party of 1962. Basil Dearden's All Night Long is a cinematic powder keg, a film that brilliantly transplants Shakespeare's classic tragedy Othello into the vibrant, smoke-filled world of the London jazz scene, and it does so with an electrifying pulse that never lets up. This isn't just a drama; it's a front-row seat to a once-in-a-lifetime jam session, featuring knockout performances from real-life jazz giants like Dave Brubeck, Charles Mingus, and Johnny Dankworth. The result is a stunningly stylish and suspenseful ride that swings to its own dynamic rhythm.

The story unfolds over the course of a single, spectacular evening. Wealthy music enthusiast Rod Hamilton (a wonderfully suave Richard Attenborough) is hosting an anniversary party for the golden couple of the jazz world: the supremely talented bandleader and pianist Aurelius Rex (Paul Harris) and his beautiful wife, Delia Lane (Marti Stevens), a celebrated singer who has happily retired from the stage for a life with her husband. The setting is a chic, converted warehouse on the Thames, buzzing with the energy of musicians, friends, and the infectious sound of bebop. The champagne is flowing, the music is hot, and love is in the air. For Rex and Delia, it's a perfect celebration of their first year together.

But lurking in the shadows of this joyous occasion is the ambitious and conniving drummer, Johnny Cousin (a riveting Patrick McGoohan). Johnny has big plans to launch his own band, but his financial backing hinges on one crucial element: persuading Delia to be his lead singer. When Delia, devoted to Rex and her new life, politely turns him down, Johnny's ambition curdles into a venomous plot. If he can't get her to join him, he'll destroy the very foundation of her happiness. With a wicked grin and a drummer's sense of timing, he sets out to poison Rex's mind, spinning a devious web of lies to convince the bandleader that Delia is having an affair with their trusted friend and saxophonist, Cass Michaels (Keith Michell).

What follows is a masterclass in tension, made all the more thrilling by the incredible musical backdrop. As the party roars on, with Mingus plucking his bass and Brubeck commanding the piano, Johnny moves through the crowd like a phantom, orchestrating his symphony of destruction. He slyly gets Cass to smoke a "drugged" cigarette, loosens his tongue, and then, in a stroke of cunning genius, uses a reel-to-reel tape recorder to capture and manipulate conversations. He masterfully edits the tape to create a false, damning narrative of Delia and Cass's "love affair." McGoohan is absolutely electric as the scheming Johnny, his intense eyes darting around the room, always a step ahead, turning a joyous celebration into his personal playground of chaos.

The music acts as the film's heartbeat, with each sensational performance escalating the drama until it reaches a fever pitch. When Rex finally hears the doctored tape, his love and trust shatter, leading to a raw and explosive confrontation that silences the entire party. But just when it seems tragedy is inevitable, Johnny's web of deceit is heroically untangled by his own long-suffering wife. The truth comes crashing down, and Johnny's grand ambitions are left in ashes. In a powerful final scene, he is left alone, frantically beating his drums in a furious, solitary solo. The party is over, but for Rex and Delia, there's a glimmer of hope as they walk out into the dawn, their bond tested but ultimately not broken, ready to pick up the pieces. All Night Long is a triumph—a sharp, exhilarating fusion of high drama and spectacular music that remains an absolute knockout.

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Episode 181 - The Gorgon (1964)

" Don't use long words, Inspector; they don't suit you."

Get ready to have a monstrously good time with one of Hammer Film Productions' most creative and atmospheric chillers, 1964's The Gorgon! This isn't just any old creature feature; it's a vibrant, gothic mystery that brings together the titans of terror, Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee, for a truly legendary showdown. Forget what you know about Medusa, because this film introduces a new snake-haired sister to the mix, and she's ready for her close-up!

The fun kicks off in the spooky little German village of Vandorf around the turn of the 20th century. This town has a serious problem: its residents have a nasty habit of turning to stone. When a young artist is found petrified, his family refuses to accept the flimsy official story. His determined father and brother arrive to uncover the truth, but the locals, terrified of a legendary curse, are tighter-lipped than a statue. This creates a wonderfully suspenseful puzzle, with our heroes piecing together clues while the village doctor (the ever-brilliant Peter Cushing) seems to know more than he's letting on.

The mystery deepens with the arrival of the dashing Professor Karl Meister, played with commanding authority by the one and only Christopher Lee. He storms into town, ready to challenge superstition with science and solve the stony situation once and for all. The scenes between Cushing and Lee are electric, a fantastic duel between two masters of the genre who bring gravitas and excitement to every line. They elevate the film from a simple monster movie into a compelling human drama set against a wonderfully spooky backdrop.

The film does a masterful job building the tension, giving you glimpses of slithering snakes and haunting reflections before the big reveal. When Megaera finally appears in her full, terrifying glory, it's a fantastic piece of classic horror magic. Her ghostly presence, combined with the eerie wail that precedes her, makes for some of the most memorable scenes in Hammer's history. The special effects, which show victims slowly hardening into stone, are delightfully retro and add to the film's unique charm.

The Gorgon culminates in a thrilling and dramatic finale set in the ruins of Castle Borski. It's a fantastic climax filled with heroic sacrifice, shocking revelations, and a final, unforgettable confrontation with the creature. If you're looking for a horror film that is less about jump scares and more about rich atmosphere, brilliant performances, and a truly unique monster, then The Gorgon is an absolute must-see. It's a stylish, exciting, and wonderfully entertaining ride from start to finish!

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Episode 180 - A Kind Of Loving (1962)

"You know, it's a funny feeling. Sometimes I really fancy her, and the next day I can hardly stand the sight of her."

More kitchen sink drama this week as Scott and Steven step into the vibrant, bustling world of early 1960s Lancashire with "A Kind of Loving," a wonderfully spirited and heartfelt romance. The story centres on Vic Brown, a wisecracking and ambitious young draughtsman with dreams bigger than his industrial town. His world is instantly brightened when he sets his sights on the lovely and charming Ingrid Rothwell, a typist at the same company.

What follows is a delightful and utterly believable courtship, crackling with the electric energy of new love. Through trips to the pictures, countryside walks, and witty banter, a powerful attraction blossoms between the two. The film perfectly captures that exhilarating, head-over-heels feeling of a first romance, buzzing with the optimism of a new era. Vic's determined pursuit of Ingrid is full of charm, and their developing connection is a joy to watch unfold.

As their initial flirtation deepens into a more passionate and meaningful relationship, life throws the young couple an unexpected curveball. They are suddenly forced to confront adult responsibilities much sooner than planned, putting their affection to its first serious test.

Without giving anything away, the film poses a timeless question: can the intoxicating spark of initial attraction survive the very real pressures of commitment and family expectations? "A Kind of Loving" is an engaging and hopeful look at two young people navigating the complicated journey from infatuation to a more enduring love, all set against the rich and authentic backdrop of a changing Britain.

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Episode 179 - North Sea Hijack (1980)

Forget your suave, tuxedo-clad spies. The hero of North Sea Hijack is Rufus Excalibur ffolkes, a man whose only true loves are his cats, a strong Scotch, and a perfectly executed bit of underwater sabotage. When a group of rather impolite terrorists, led by the chillingly polite Kramer, decide to hijack a massive oil rig and its supply vessel in the middle of the tempestuous North Sea, the British government is in a pickle.

The villains' demand is simple: a staggering £25 million, or they'll send the pride of Britain's oil industry to the bottom of the ocean, creating an environmental and economic catastrophe. With the clock ticking and the North Sea winds howling, the Prime Minister and her advisors are running out of options. Who can possibly handle such a delicate, high-stakes situation?

Enter ffolkes. He's a freelance counter-terrorism consultant with a magnificent moustache, a deep-seated dislike for all women, and a plan so audacious and meticulously bonkers it just might work. Leading a team of tough-as-nails commandos he calls "ffolkes's fusiliers," he boards a nearby ship to mastermind a counter-strike. What follows is a delicious cat-and-mouse game between a truly eccentric genius and a band of ruthless criminals. Will ffolkes's penchant for precision (and needlepoint!) be enough to outwit the villains before they send billions of dollars' worth of hardware to a watery grave? You'll have to watch to see if this feline fanatic can pull it off.

"I like cats, and I don't like people who don't."

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