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Carry On Henry - 1971 | 89 mins | Comedy | ColourThe Production TeamDirector: Gerald
Thomas. Producer: Peter Rogers. Script: Talbot Rothwell. Cinematography: Alan Hume. Editing: Alfred Roome. Art Direction: Lionel Couch. Costume Dept: Courtenay Elliott. Make-Up Department: Geoff Rodway. Sound: Ken Barker and Danny Daniel. Original Music: Eric Rogers. |
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The CastSid James King
- Henry VIII Kenneth Williams - Thomas Cromwell Charles Hawtrey - Sir Roger de Lodgerley Joan Sims - Queen Marie of Normandy Terry Scott - Cardinal Wolsey Barbara Windsor - Bettina Kenneth Connor - Lord Hampton of Wick Julian Holloway - Sir Thomas Peter Gilmore - Francis, King of France Peter Butterworth - Charles, Earl of Bristol |
Plot SynopsisThis rip-roaring return to the glories of British history
saw the cast turn their attention to regal charm and Tudor manners,
this timely salute to that royal rogue King Henry VIII couldn't possibly
fail. Anyone other than Sid James is inconceivable in the lead part,
and he rants, roars, womanises and drinks with a relish that epitomises
the film. The fact that the contrasting elements of likeable Sid and
his dreadful deeds span so well is clear testament to the comic energy
of James. Kenneth Williams, in deliciously supercilious mood, minces,
camps and moans around the castle, creating new and ever more bizarre
taxes and preening himself as the major pillar of reliability.
Charles Hawtrey gives his only really outlandishly camp star contribution
to the film series - becoming the perfect foppish dandy as he flits
around Sid's castle, tasting his food, tasting his wine and eventually
tasting his new wife, Joan Sims, who becomes pregnant while Sid is
busy with other matters. Terry Scott forges a sort of Tudor Laurel
and Hardy act with Kenneth Williams, and gives a truly outstanding
performance as the inarticulate and confused Cardinal whose hands
roam all over the place, while Barbara Windsor cheerfully pops up
as the refined Queen Bettina who, unsurprisingly, catches the eye
of the King. Kenneth Connor grovels, creeps and grimaces as an anti-royalist.
The roles are stereotyped certainly, but the narrative they occupy
brings them credibility. Full of prime performances and groan-worthy
gags, the film takes the form of a sparkling Restoration comedy with
a touch of Shakespearean grandeur. |
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