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1963's Carry On Jack this evening. This was the very first Carry On I saw last year and it's still one of my favorites of the series. But now that I'm watching them in chronological order, I can see how weird Jack must have seemed to the original fans: Very few of the regulars (which, of course, meant nothing to me the first time I saw this) and also the first of the several historical burlesques. This is only the second movie of the Rothwell era, so perhaps he was keen on taking the Carry Ons in that direction as his scripts diverged from Hudis' favored modern-day institutions settings. (Army training, hospital, school, police job agency, etc.)
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Fit back then, and added some glamour to "Corrie" when she first arrived in 80s. (Tv soap coronation street)
(More accurately she arrived briefly in 81, then reintroduced for a 13 year stint in 1988)
I knew that without looking up. 
Liar.
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I'm up to Carry On Loving today (appropriate as it's Valentine's). This remains in my top 5, maybe top 3 of the Carry Ons. A Shakespearean comedy plot of mismatched couples - all ending happily (along with an epic pie fight) - all spot on.
But I have another Terry Scott question. (Last time I asked about the Cooking Fat joke. I now want to own a cat just so I can name it that.) When we first see him he's on board a train saying goodbye to his friend: "Well, bye-bye, old lad. Thanks for that absolutely smashing weekend. Wonderful company, lovely food, and your wife makes love magnificently!" I kept expecting an explanation for a possible double meaning of "making love," but none was forthcoming. His character for the remainder of the film doesn't appear to be that kind of "swinger," and his friend has no reaction to what he says. Is there a double meaning I missed, or are we to take it he actually spent some sort of "key party" weekend?
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My Chronological Rewatch is complete - having just finished Columbus. (Which I still insist is better then several of the Carry Ons toward the end of the run - Girls, England, Emmannuelle in particular.)
I think next time I do this series, I'll return to the mixed-up order I watched them last year. It's nice to go back and forth among the styles - the gentler early ones, the wackier later ones, the history spoofs, etc.
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I've been doing my third "Carry On" run this winter and spring. I'm coming up to Carry On Loving again and am bumping up this query:
I have another Terry Scott question. (Last time I asked about the Cooking Fat joke. I now want to own a cat just so I can name it that.) When we first see him he's on board a train saying goodbye to his friend: "Well, bye-bye, old lad. Thanks for that absolutely smashing weekend. Wonderful company, lovely food, and your wife makes love magnificently!" I kept expecting an explanation for a possible double meaning of "making love," but none was forthcoming. His character for the remainder of the film doesn't appear to be that kind of "swinger," and his friend has no reaction to what he says. Is there a double meaning I missed, or are we to take it he actually spent some sort of "key party" weekend?
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Sounds like he knocked boots with her. Lol.
Possibly the joke is big pleasant build up,all sweet, with an unexpected "Oh btw i fucked your wife" at the end.
I could be wrong.
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Sounds like he knocked boots with her. Lol.
Possibly the joke is big pleasant build up,all sweet, with an unexpected "Oh btw i fucked your wife" at the end.
I could be wrong.
Yes, I suppose it's simply that! Happily for Scott he has an Imogen Hassell in his future...
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Sounds like he knocked boots with her. Lol.
Possibly the joke is big pleasant build up,all sweet, with an unexpected "Oh btw i fucked your wife" at the end.
I could be wrong.
I rewatched Loving tonight. And, yes, the punchline to the Terry Scott gag is that a vicar is scandalized by what Scott said to the husband about how his "wife makes beautiful love." Scott explains that she wasn't all that great, but he didn't want to make his pal feel bad. The vicar responds, "how thoughtful of you." Yeah, I'm slow at getting obvious corny jokes.
So who all here will be watching Carry On Screaming a month from now during Halloween week?
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Dont all rush...lol.
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Made me laugh....glamcabs and drivers at the recent Goodwood festival of speed
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So who all here will be watching Carry On Screaming a month from now during Halloween week?
Beady eye, beady eye!
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[staryquote]
So who all here will be watching Carry On Screaming a month from now during Halloween week?
Beady eye, beady eye!
Day, what is staryquote?? Lol
Only you could fuck up startquote!!
And not even notice!! 
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But now that I'm watching them in chronological order, I can see how weird Jack must have seemed to the original fans: Very few of the regulars (which, of course, meant nothing to me the first time I saw this) and also the first of the several historical burlesques. This is only the second movie of the Rothwell era, so perhaps he was keen on taking the Carry Ons in that direction as his scripts diverged from Hudis' favored modern-day institutions settings. (Army training, hospital, school, police job agency, etc.)
Viscount Bark (plus any other interested parties) may not know this but BBC TV produced a series during 1970 of Talbot Rothwell scripts for host Frankie Howerd called Up Pompeii!.
No doubt UK FSMers (especially Bill Carson) have been familiar with this for 50+ years, but Frankie Howerd is not well known in U.S.A. markets and many may not have seen this series. I recommend sampling some segments of Up Pompeii! to any members who love double-entendre, theatrical presentations and/or a protagonist directly addressing audience members/TV viewers. Rather like a bawdy I, Claudius.
Ludicrous Sextus: "May the Sun shine down upon you"
Lurcio: "... and upon you"
Ludicrous Sextus: "and light up your days"
Lurcio: " ... and up yours"
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I am indeed unfamiliar with Up Pompeii!, but I will give it a look.
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"Here...no...missus, titter ye not"
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"Here...no...missus, titter ye not"
Nay, nay and thrice nay !
Shut your face!
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