James Bond send-up with the Carry On crew delivering their familiar brand of double-entendres and corny one-liners, accompanied by regular guest Bernard Cribbins, has a quartet of inept MI5-styled spies (Windsor, Williams, Hawtrey and Cribbins) sent to recover a top secret formula off "fat man" Eric Pohlmann. Their apparently easy mission is thwarted however when they run afoul the evil Dr Crow (Furse) and her plan for world domination as an exponent of the international criminal organisation called "Stench".
Williams is more restrained that usual, and in my opinion, is the best of breed in this instalment. His nit-wit South-end accented secret agent hits every mark and is once again, nicely contrasted by Hawtrey's straight man. It's the usual farce as the quartet bound from one self-made catastrophe to the next, among the funnier moments is when Cribbins attempts to tunnel his way out of their imprisonment only to find himself still inside the cell, and when Williams steals the reel-to-reel recordings of the secret formula after its revealed to Dr Crow by Windsor under intense interrogation tactics ("oh no, I've lost one of me spools"). The twist ending is also a great laugh, courtesy once again of Williams' character's ineptitude.
If you're not accustomed to the Carry-On or indeed, bawdy British humour, then "Carry On Spying" will either prove too absurd to endure, or, give you a reason to seek-out the other thirty-odd films in the series, some not as good, but few better than this entry.
Williams is more restrained that usual, and in my opinion, is the best of breed in this instalment. His nit-wit South-end accented secret agent hits every mark and is once again, nicely contrasted by Hawtrey's straight man. It's the usual farce as the quartet bound from one self-made catastrophe to the next, among the funnier moments is when Cribbins attempts to tunnel his way out of their imprisonment only to find himself still inside the cell, and when Williams steals the reel-to-reel recordings of the secret formula after its revealed to Dr Crow by Windsor under intense interrogation tactics ("oh no, I've lost one of me spools"). The twist ending is also a great laugh, courtesy once again of Williams' character's ineptitude.
If you're not accustomed to the Carry-On or indeed, bawdy British humour, then "Carry On Spying" will either prove too absurd to endure, or, give you a reason to seek-out the other thirty-odd films in the series, some not as good, but few better than this entry.