Sir Henry At Rawlinson End

Welcome to the wacky world of the Wawlinsons.

With a song on its lips and a highdeeeho-kick of its cloven hoof. There's laughs aplenty. Yes! There is humour, pathos, romance and good home cooked horse sense. Last one pays for the treatment. So it's a big HELLO to all our compatriots and those unable to make heads or tails of this film. For them we offer the following.

In the first scene what I (THE AUTHOR) really meant was a lot of bouncy tragedy. Bud did I get it? No! Why? You ask yourselves. Because the ugly rumours that I was drunk and not allowed on set are wrong. Well, we've come this far together so let me fill you in on the fax. The raunchiest hombre I ever met was a man who pumped pouonds. Now back to Rawlinson End. Briefly.

In short, and English Drunk shoots his brother (plenty o' laffs here) and the brother turns into a ghost. (That's the scary bit. I told you there was pathos - and the following bit's pathetic too.) The ghost has a dog (this'll crease you) who pisses on the drunk (told you). The drunk wanders around a lot and so does his younger brother on stilts. The brother finds barbers in the lake and we have a song here.

Lots more of the same and this brings us about halfway. Then the drunk's wife throws a chicken at his head and he spends the rest of the film stunned. (Lots of romance as mentioned.) Then we wad it out a bit with flashbacks and more songs, then when it gets really confusing the narrator comes in and attempts to sort things out. This doesn't work.

Which is why you find yourself reading a synopsis. (Bags of horse sense in this, and enough morals to make the Waltons weep.) At this point the director, in another moment of creative zest, uses the whole gamut of long shot to close up (and all the other two shots in between - lots of art in this part). Time for another song while you prise the popcorn out of your turn-ups. And what a turn-up! The ghost gets laid. (Yes! There's Sex!) The drunk sleeps it off and it's high-ho for the credits. Oh, I forgot to mention the two Germans. (Plenty of kraut-angle here!)