Jumping for Joy

I'm not surprised Frankie Howerd didn't fully succeed in films, judging by this rubbish! "Jumping for Joy" has Howerd cast as a slow-witted employee for a London dog track. Predictably, our hapless hero gets himself into all kinds of mischief - which is embarrassing to look at. The biggest problem with this film is the script. Rarely have I come across such abominable dialogue. It is unfunny on a chronic scale. From the opening few minutes, it's clear the film is doomed. In addition, the plot suffers as well as the narrative. At a running time of 88 minutes, the pace really drags until it feels as though I'm stuck with a ball and chain. The supporting cast are wasted. What must they have been thinking??