Brian Stimpson allows plenty of time for his train journey to a Headmasters' Conference, but unfortunately he gets on the wrong train and misses his connection. As a result, he commandeers a car driven by student Laura to take him there.
They are pursued by Stimpson's wife Gwenda who is mystified at seeing her husband with a young girl and gives suspicious chase.
On the way, Stimpson encounters old flame Pat, who is also dragged into helping him beat his deadline.
But when the car is destroyed, he and Laura have to rob a salesman of his vehicle. Stimpson eventually arrives at the conference in a bedraggled state, followed by his wife and her charges and the Police, who want to arrest him for car theft........
if anyone wanted a Fawlty Towers movie, this is the closest thing you are going to get to it. It's a Sunday afternoon movie for sure, harmless and funny in a way that only the British could do.
Everything that Stimpson goes through is a nightmare for commuters and good timekeepers alike, as we begrudgingly empathise with his toils of the day. And just as soon as you think that nothing could go anymore wrong for him, it happens and then some.
Cleese is on top form here, straight faced throughout, with an authoritarian complex that just makes his character all the more hilarious when desperation sets in.
The rest of the cast are wonderful, and there are so many familiar faces throughout the film, that it only adds to the enjoyment. I have no idea how people find this film in other territories, but this quintessential British comedy of the highest order....
They are pursued by Stimpson's wife Gwenda who is mystified at seeing her husband with a young girl and gives suspicious chase.
On the way, Stimpson encounters old flame Pat, who is also dragged into helping him beat his deadline.
But when the car is destroyed, he and Laura have to rob a salesman of his vehicle. Stimpson eventually arrives at the conference in a bedraggled state, followed by his wife and her charges and the Police, who want to arrest him for car theft........
if anyone wanted a Fawlty Towers movie, this is the closest thing you are going to get to it. It's a Sunday afternoon movie for sure, harmless and funny in a way that only the British could do.
Everything that Stimpson goes through is a nightmare for commuters and good timekeepers alike, as we begrudgingly empathise with his toils of the day. And just as soon as you think that nothing could go anymore wrong for him, it happens and then some.
Cleese is on top form here, straight faced throughout, with an authoritarian complex that just makes his character all the more hilarious when desperation sets in.
The rest of the cast are wonderful, and there are so many familiar faces throughout the film, that it only adds to the enjoyment. I have no idea how people find this film in other territories, but this quintessential British comedy of the highest order....