I Thank You

If you ever wondered what British music hall or American vaudeville was all about, this is a pretty good representation of the styles of humor and performance from those circles. The plot is so old, it creaks; jokes are corny and people break into song all the time, but everyone is so committed to what they're doing, you're completely entertained. You'll remember Arthur Askey's delivery of the line "I thank you" for a long time.

The vaudeville team of Forsythe, Seamon & Farrell get some nice showcasing here. While Charles Forsythe and Eleanor Farrell can sing and deliver a punchline, Addie Seamon plays "Peaches", a Gracie Allen ditz who can dance up a storm. You won't forget her.

Great fun for a Saturday afternoon.

More low-brow humour featuring Arthur Askey in women's clothing. I Thank You is clearly trying to emulate similar 'zany' American movies of the era, but tries far too hard with woefully threadbare material. Even Will Hay's regular foils Graham Moffatt and Moore Marriott fail to lift the quality of the humour.

Set in London early in World War II, this silly yet charming film is about a group of vaudeville entertainers who are hoping to persuade one time backer Lady Randall to fund a new show – something she is disinclined to do. In an effort to speak to her privately about this, Arthur and Stinker apply for – and get – jobs in Lady Randall's house as a butler and a cook. As the cook, Arthur dresses in drag and actually is quite funny in that disguise. Of course, neither Arthur or Stinker can cook and there is an amusing routine with the cook in the house next door. Moore Marriott plays Lady Randall's nutty father. His batty old man routine got pretty boring and was my least favorite part of the movie. Given the general acclaim other reviewers hold him in, I may need to view more Marriott films to test my initial impression. What I particularly liked about the movie were the novelty songs such as "Oh Johnny Teach Me to Dance", "Hello to the Sun", "Waiting at the Church" and "Let's Get Hold of Hitler". In addition to Askey, the other performers evidently were also former Music Hall entertainers. I liked this one and will likely watch it again.

Really enjoyed it. Cheap, cheerful, entertaining so the highbrow can get stuffed!

I Thank You is produced by Gainsborough Pictures, it's directed by Marcel Varnel and it stars Arthur Askey and Richard "Stinker" Murdoch. Set in London during World War II Blitz period, the story sees Askey & Murdoch as a couple of variety entertainers who find themselves out of work. In desperate need of money to put on a show, the pair dress up as house servants {Murdoch a servant and Askey in drag as a cook} and bluff their way into the home of Lady Randall, an ex-music hall star known to give financial aid to performers in the arts close to her heart. However, chaos reigns.

The diminutive Askey always proved divisive in film form, massively popular as a comedian and music hall performer, his silver screen outings were a very mixed bunch. Some were manic and guilty of letting Askey swamp the movie {he was an acquired taste}, other efforts found the right blend and let other actors impact on said film.I Thank You fits thankfully into the latter category. It is helped enormously by the writing, it's co-written by the two men influential in the best of Will Hay's cinema outings in the late 30s, Val Guest & Marriott Edgar {from a story by Howard Irving Young}. With that in mind, it's no surprise to find Moore Marriott and Graham Moffatt in the cast. Along with Will Hay they formed one of British cinemas greatest comedy acts, but come 1940 Hay had had enough and went solo. Gainsborough put both guys with Askey in the hope of creating a new dream team for the 40s, that was never likely to work in all honesty, but they do have their moments. Such as here, where Marriott completely owns the film as chaos loving old curmudgeon Pop Bennett.

There's some nice tunes in the piece too. Askey sings "Hello To The Sun" & "Half Of Everything Is Yours" while the closing "Waiting At The Church" sung by Lily Morris {Lady Randall} is a bona fide classic. It's a fun frolic time of a movie, whippy one liners are cloaked in farcical set pieces, all guided by the assured hands of director Varnel. One of the better offerings in Askey's canon, and essential for those who wish to view the brilliant talent of Moore Marriott. 7/10