What a jump up in quality No Limit is from George's first 2 films ("Boots!, Boots!" and "Off The Dole")
More lavishly produced, more of a story, more of a drama, more of a genuine laugh.
More of a proper film really (instead of the disjointed bits of skits and sketches of the previous films) professionally directed by Monty Banks (Gracie Fields husband)
I could imagine going to see this in the cinemas in 1936 and having a "reet rollikin good laff"
George singing "Riding in the TT Races" to a carriage full of smiley fat faces gives a little tug on the happy string in your heart.
The TT race finale is a thrills and spills rompalong (how close the dangerously careering bikes are to the crowd around would give the present day Health & Safety police kittens)
It all ends predictably and happily ever after.
I'd pick a rainy Sunday afternoon to watch this film, cuddled up on the sofa, drinking pots of tea, munching Eccles cakes.
More lavishly produced, more of a story, more of a drama, more of a genuine laugh.
More of a proper film really (instead of the disjointed bits of skits and sketches of the previous films) professionally directed by Monty Banks (Gracie Fields husband)
I could imagine going to see this in the cinemas in 1936 and having a "reet rollikin good laff"
George singing "Riding in the TT Races" to a carriage full of smiley fat faces gives a little tug on the happy string in your heart.
The TT race finale is a thrills and spills rompalong (how close the dangerously careering bikes are to the crowd around would give the present day Health & Safety police kittens)
It all ends predictably and happily ever after.
I'd pick a rainy Sunday afternoon to watch this film, cuddled up on the sofa, drinking pots of tea, munching Eccles cakes.