This dreadful film seems like an attempt to see just how far they could go with degrading Kenneth Williams and his talents. The film is an insult to him, as well as to Joan Sims, Kenneth Connor, Jack Douglas and Peter Butterworth. To add insult to injury, this is the last film in which they would appear together, providing a rather shameful and pathetic epilogue to these icons of British culture who deserved far better.
The Carry On team should really have called it a day following Talbot Rothwell's retirement from script writing duties. The drop in quality following Carry On Dick, Rothwell's last, is palpable and his successors seemed oblivious to what the Carry Ons were about. Lance Peters replaces the classic innuendo and warmth they are known for, with a charmless, crass and witless script, so far removed from the classic films in the series.
The only positive to take from this film, is that its existence illustrates that, while the Norman Hudis and the Talbot Rothwell Carry Ons were never high art, they were certainly not low-brow either - A term that applies perfectly to Carry On Emmannuelle.
The Carry On team should really have called it a day following Talbot Rothwell's retirement from script writing duties. The drop in quality following Carry On Dick, Rothwell's last, is palpable and his successors seemed oblivious to what the Carry Ons were about. Lance Peters replaces the classic innuendo and warmth they are known for, with a charmless, crass and witless script, so far removed from the classic films in the series.
The only positive to take from this film, is that its existence illustrates that, while the Norman Hudis and the Talbot Rothwell Carry Ons were never high art, they were certainly not low-brow either - A term that applies perfectly to Carry On Emmannuelle.