In their time these movies were huge at the UK box office. Cheaply made, astonishingly unerotic and almost painfully unfunny, It really shows up how grim the early 70s must have been if people flocked to the cinemas to seek light relief in this dreck.
Anyway, you know the drill. Personable simpleton Timothy Lea, sporting a tasty selection of crushed velvet loon pants and enormously-collared slimfit nylon shirts, gets a new job with his brother in law Sid which inevitably leads to some hilarious swanee-whistle style slapstick and emcounters with sexy young ladies, usually at the same time.
From a modern viewpoint, the films work on several levels. One can revel in their sheer awfulness, of course, but they also serve as invaluable social documents of their time: Timmy and Sid live in a grim, non-swinging London still studded with bombsites and with hardly a car on the roads, returning at night to tiny, overcrowded homes full of pre-war furniture. This was a time when consumerism, foreign travel and ideas about sophistication and taste had yet to reach the mass of normal Britons, and their lives seem very poor and dowdy from todays perspective. For instance, imagine a time when being a driving instructor was considered a glamourous, enviable job..
Anyway, either as retro ironic treat or piece of film/social history, you can't go wrong at 12 quid for 6 hours of saucy 70s fun. Recommended.