Inn for Trouble

After twenty years of working for Leslie Phillips' brewery, a tied house has come up empty. By company tradition, managers with enough seniority get the house to run, and it's David Kossoff's turn. So he packs up the family and goes to deal with local coppers, local competitors and a community that has no taste for the national brew when a local baronet produces an excellent beer and gives it away even three months.

It's an attempt to transfer the TV success of THE LARKINS, an ITV show that ran from 1958 through 1964, to the big screen. As is usual with this sort of transfer, the main cast is put in a new situation, and it is hoped that the fans of the TV show will come out to see it on a big screen. Since I don't know the show, I found, for example, Peggy Mount as Kossoff's henpecking, never-listen-to-anyone wife more annoying than amusing, and stretching out a 30-minute episode to almost 90 can't have helped much. clearly, like other movies of its type -- I recall the 1960s BATMAN, MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E, and MCHALE'S NAVY theatrical releases, and they weren't very good. For this one, not only was there the issue of translation from one medium to another, but its moment has passed.

'Inn For Trouble' is a classic British comedy, with some great cast members, a good plot and loads of laughs, which score full pints with this viewer. Like many films from this period, half the pleasure lies in viewing a vanished world that never existed. Alan Wheatley reprises his role as the Sheriff of Nottingham (1950's TV Adventures of Robin Hood series) but in a suit; Leslie Phillips is the suave brewery owner; Charles Hawtrey is as mad as ever and there are bit parts from such greats as Irene Handl, Esme Cannon and Stanley Unwin. Immortals all! Anyone who doesn't like this film obviously has no sense of humour and has probably only watched it because it was part of a media studies course.

'Inn for Trouble' is a tour de force for Britain's favourite 'battleaxe' Peggy Mount. After her memorable portrayal of the termagant mother - in - law to be, in 'Sailor Beware' (1956), film makers obviously deemed it to be safe enough, after a five year gap, to let her loose on the silver screen once more. The Larkins had been a successful radio series, an early radio comedy sit - com. Transferring it to the big screen is a daunting task, and, in spite of predictable and fragile handling, it so nearly comes off.

A film about the Larkins 'at home' was clearly not a strong enough setting, therefore Alf retires from the labelling department at Belcher's brewery. Normally he would be given a pub to run, but he is given a derisory pen, instead. In marches wife Ada (Peggy Mount), who harangues the owner, Leslie Phillips, to the extent that he lets the Larkins have the 'Earl Osborne', a pub more ailing than the ale, which the locals hate, described by a yokel, Jumbo (Graham Moffatt) as 'potato water'.

The plot is thin, and consists of Ada inducing tourists and locals into her 'local', eventually realising that the locals receive free beer each quarter from the Earl Osborne, who, up till now, has been masquerading as farm worker Bill, his spilt personality remaining unexplained. Naturally, after his true identity is revealed, Ada buys some barrels off him, and the locals descend on the pub in droves. The anti hero, Gaskin, Alan Wheatley as the Sheriff of Nottingham in a suit, heading a powerful rival brewery, tries to trick Phillips into selling the pub, the latter unaware that a motorway is about to be built in the vicinity, which will elevate the insignificant watering hole to the status of a service station goldmine. Alf's drinking club, 'The Fluids', avert this impending catastrophe by moving the paper contract around in a ritualistic game of cat and mouse.

The supporting cast is mainly misplaced or underused. The great Charles Hawtrey is sidelined as a grumpy employee; his colleague from their early days in Will Hay films, Graham Moffatt, plays the eponymous Jumbo, his last film appearance before succumbing to a heart attack at 46. Moffatt had run his own pub for many years, so his role is one of a 'busman's holiday'. Glyn Owen struggles as the Earl Osborne, and is more at home as his 'alter ego' Bill, safer among those of his own class - this was 1960, and the 'swinging sixties' had not yet replaced the class conscious fifties. Ronan O'Casey is whimsical as Ada's Canadian son - in - law, complete with dodgy Irish -American accent, and Shaun O'Riordan, a future director of TV programmes, is a mummy's boy, a forerunner of Private Pike, from Dad's Army, but is given a measure of authority, since he is a scoutmaster and drives a car much better than his dad.

The multi - talented David Kossoff is unable to display the range of his undoubted talents in his limited role of Alf (Cyril Smith was much more effective as Peggy Mount's husband in 'Sailor Beware') and, of course, in homage to Raquel Welch, there is the obligatory gorgeous French girl, Yvonne Monlaur, who, by chance, is staying at this pub in the middle of nowhere. Naturally she becomes engaged to the Earl. Well studied support comes from Frank Williams, as Gaskin's snobbish nephew, while Esma Cannon and Irene Handl are in top form as the gossipy ladies in the village shop. However, that inveterate scene stealer, A.E. Matthews, affectionately known to everyone as 'Matty', is delightful as a scattily pompous master of the hunt. At the age of 91, he was Britain's oldest working actor.

Ultimately, the film demonstrates the decadence and imminent collapse of the British film comedy in the sixties - some rather dodgy processing doesn't help, either. Despite its obvious frailties, it's still worth a watch, even if it's only to gain a glimpse of a vanished way of life. No wonder the 'carry on' films were already beginning to carry the film comedy banner, in whose genre Charles Hawtrey has passed into cinematic legend. For Peggy Mount, films were virtually over, and television comedy beckoned; Kossoff would become an outstanding religious writer and raconteur, and Frank Williams would play the vicar in 'Dad's Army'. Give it a viewing on a wet Sunday afternoon, but be careful - Steve Race's honky tonk title tune will have you foot tapping, until the call comes: 'time, ladies and gentlemen, please..'

Preserving for posterity the cast of 'The Larkins' supported by the likes of Will Hay's fat boy and the Vicar in 'Dad's Army', you know what to expect when our heroes first arrive and the yokel they ask for directions is played by Stanley Unwin.

The Larkins are made managers of a country pub and get caught in the middle of several messes, including a local squire who makes his own beer and a new road that may be passing by the front door. As it is, there's no business. The pub is in the middle of nowhere and a local squire makes a beer far superior to the Belcher brand they must sell.

Peggy Mount and David Kossoff star as the Larkins, a spin-off from a popular TV series of the day. They arrive in the country with a a dopey son (Shaun O'Riordan) and a Canadian relative (Roman O'Casey). The local squire (Glyn Owen) is involved with their only paying guest, a French artist (Yvonne Monlaur) while Silas (Charles Hawtrey) lurks about, trying to make them fail.

Not quite as zany as it could have been, but there are a few good laughs and Peggy Mount is always a joy to watch. Lots of familiar faces include Leslie Phillips as Belcher, Graham Moffatt, as Jumbo, Irene Handl as the post mistress, Esma Cannon as a local gossip, Alan Wheatley as the business rival, Willoughby Goddard as the constable, Betty Mitchell as the London neighbor, Gerald Campion as the scout, and A.E. Matthews as the aged hunter.

Worth a look.