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The Crescent and the Hammer:: The Frankish-Moorish War 718 to 759
The Crescent and the Hammer:: The Frankish-Moorish War 718 to 759
by Patrick S. Baker
Edition: Paperback
Price: £4.70

1 of 2 people found the following review helpful
1.0 out of 5 stars Pass me the Martel please., 13 Sept. 2015
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First, let me say I am in no way slighting the author's knowledge of the subject, his research nor qualifications for the job. The product, however, leaves much to be desired. The content of this work would have had difficulty filling a pamphlet of 100 pages in length had it been printed in the normal manner. Instead, it is presented double-spaced with a maximum of ten words per line, the average being seven, left and right margins are uncharacteristically large and the footnotes take up a disproportionately significant amount of each page. In short, this renders the book almost unreadable, indeed scanning an eye chart would be easier. What we have here takes the form of a poorly edited print-on-demand volume. Unless you are looking for something to exercise your eyes I recommend you look elsewhere for value for money, entertainment, or reading pleasure. Sadly, this is a great opportunity missed.

23:10 13 September 2015

For the past ten hours I have struggled to read this ' work' and have reached the following conclusions with which other readers may, or may not, agree.
There is no defined start to this book, one so called chapter merely runs into another. In fact I have still to determine where the introduction stops and the narrative, such as it is, begins.
In my opinion, what we have here is a mish- mash of alleged facts thrown together in an apparently random order with no proper attempt to present them as a reasoned argument nor to enlighten the reader. Even a cursory glance through the 'work' will leave one doubting that any attempt at a scholarly approach was made.
I have no axe to grind, other than that at being annoyed that I was foolish enough to part with good money for something which if presented as an assignment at secondary education level would have been consigned to the bin.
Had the author allowed the professors of the American Military University to proof-read his manuscript and had it properly edited one of two things could have happened: 1. A properly presented scholarly document could have been laid before the reader; 2. We , or at least I, could have been spared unnecessary expense and waste of valuable time.
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AA Emergency Snow Shovel
AA Emergency Snow Shovel
Offered by PACME
Price: £6.25

2 of 3 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars Perfect for Hobbits, 27 Oct. 2012
I bought my 'Emergency Snow Shovel' prior to last winter and to date have used it once.
For the money it is ok and takes up little room in the boot although I would recommend you keep it in your spare wheel cavity as otherwise it bangs about something awful when cornering.
As the handle and shaft are quite short anyone larger than a Hobbit will have to be prepared to do a fair bit of stooping whilst snow clearing, and be ready for the almost obligatory aching back that accompanies such irksome exercise.
Although the shovel is quite robust I found upon extracting mine from its carry-case that the Allen screw which attaches the blade to the shaft had mysteriously become unscrewed, although only the work of seconds to reunite the aforementioned components this could become a bone of contention should it occur more frequently, especially when striving valiantly to clear copious quantities of snow in near arctic conditions.
This is a handy device nonetheless and should be a part of any motorists winter driving kit although, to be fair, I do have kitchen spoons which can handle the same payload. Hmm! I'll bet this would sell well in Southern California ;) Hi! Kona, hope you're keeping well.
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Thomas Hope: Regency Designer: Designer and Patron in Regency London
Thomas Hope: Regency Designer: Designer and Patron in Regency London
by David Watkin
Edition: Hardcover
Price: £50.00

2 of 4 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Hope springs eternal in this Diamond of a book., 20 May 2012
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To many people the name of Hope may be closely associated with the gemstone of that name, the 'Hope Diamond' also known as the 'Blue Diamond', which now resides in the Smithsonian Natural History Museum, Washington D.C.[Introduction pp XV]. This was once the property of Henry Philip the younger of Thomas Hope's brothers and his closest confidant.

Thomas Hope was an exceedingly wealthy man, having been born into a family of pre-eminent Dutch bankers who migrated to England in 1794 a time of great crisis in Europe. Thomas Hope was a man of many talents, in this respect very much a man of his time, involved in many aspects of the arts, architecture, and interior design both as a patron and designer, not unlike the earlier patron of art, architecture and champion of Palladianism Richard Boyle 3rd Earl Burlington. Unfortunately whereas Lord Burlington's 'Chiswick House' still exists in splendour Thomas Hope's twin residences his London home in Duchess Street and the spectacular 'Deepdene' built in the Mole valley in Surrey do not, thus, we are unable to make direct comparison of their relative merits. Deepdene was destroyed in 1969 courtesy of Southern Railway in what must rank as one of the great acts of Philistinic Corporate Vandalism to be replaced by....wait for office block, great, splendid, fabulous, just what the country needed, another modernist ferro-concrete nightmare with as much architectural merit as a Lego house, no...less. I have driven by the site many times and espied this building which is the most appallingly soulless excrescence. Some idea of how wondrous the Deepdene looked may be gauged by visiting Osborne House which incorporated many of the same features. Alternatively, buy this book and wonder at the loss.

However, to the object of our review (At last!). 'Thomas Hope: Regency Designer', this weighty, magnificently presented, excellent tome, book is too prosaic a word, almost single-handedly revives the reputation of its eponymous hero. Within these pages are arrayed, photographs of technical mastery and visual beauty, exquisite drawings and plans all of which afford us the opportunity to see just what a master of design he was and in this respect he was at least the equal of his French contemporaries and shows a common ancestry courtesy of the almost obligatory 'Grand Tour'. The learned text combines with the illustrations to produce a volume of magisterial excellence a few examples of the exquisite contents, almost beyond number, follow:

Fig 4-10 pp65. Writing Table, Fig 4-11 pp65. Klismos Chair. If writing at this table seated upon this chair would not improve your writing then it is my contention that you could declare yourself effectively illiterate.

Fig 4-17 pp71. Bookcase. If you never took a book from the shelves of this magnificent structure you would still feel wonderful merely sitting and gazing at it.

Fig 6-7 pp95. Chinese Porcelain Vase in sang de boeuf (Dark red) with ormolu mounts. A sight to make ceramic collectors weep with envy.

Fig 15-4 pp251. Purnell table and vase. A tour-de-force of the inlayers art, simply beautiful.

Fig 15-6 pp252. Rosewood, brass and steel Pole firescreens in the form of Roman pila surmounted by screens in the form of Roman shields, now ensconced in the National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne. Just fabulous, lucky old Cobbers.

Page upon page of these and other wonders unfold before your eyes as you turn these lovely pages. A measure of Thomas Hope's artistic ability may be gauged from his drawings, technically superb and wondrously detailed, what a man he must have been even if somewhat arrogant. However, there are many today more arrogant still and infinitely less talented.

Portraits by Henry Bone, Fig 5-8 pp82; Sir Thomas Lawrence, Fig 5-19 pp87; and Sir Martin Archer Shee, pp271 show that not only did Thomas Hope have superlative taste in, and a keen eye for, wonderful design but also for the female form, as may be seen from these portraits of his wife Louisa. Oh to have one tenth of this man's talent and such vision.

The producers of this book, Messrs Conti Tipocolor SpA of Italy, are to be congratulated for superbly embellishing the superlative work of David Watkin and Philip Hewat-Jaboor and everyone associated with the compilation of this folio and what must have been a truly peerless exhibition, the cloth (Or should that be buckram?) binding is superb.

Congratulations and an effusion of thanks to the Victoria and Albert Museum.

Lord Burlington: Architecture, Art and Life
The Palladian Revival: Lord Burlington, His Villa and Garden at Chiswick
Symbols of Power: Napoleon and the Art of the Empire Style, 1800-1815
Empire Style: Authentic Decor
Napoleon and the Empire of Fashion: 1795-1815
Felling the Ancient Oaks: How England Lost its Great Country Estates
England's Lost Houses: From the Archives of Country LifeEngland's Lost Houses: From the Archives of Country Life
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Addison Ross, Marquetry Photo Frame,4x6, Brown Star Fibre Back, 4 x 6 Inches
Addison Ross, Marquetry Photo Frame,4x6, Brown Star Fibre Back, 4 x 6 Inches
Price: £20.61

2 of 3 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars In the Frame again!, 10 May 2012
I must echo Graeme's sentiments regarding the excellent Addison Ross range of photo frames, the frames are an attractive addition to household decor by themselves, the finish is excellent and everything fits as it should.

Caution: As Graeme states there are cheaper frames out there but not all are of the same standard as those by Addison Ross. I recently purchased a frame from a local gift shop. This looked very much like A.R.'s product and sold for approximately the same price. However, upon closer inspection, and here the old adage 'Caveat Emptor' raises its head, the glass had obviously been cut by a visually impaired individual with delerium tremens as there was not one straight side nor a square angle out of the four, thus it rattles about every time you pick it up. The back, although it has reasonably correct right angles and straight edges, merely approximates the size of the aperture into which it fits, this means that should you move, or even touch, it it flaps about like an outhouse door in a hurricane. The maker of this constructive wonder rejoices in the name 'SIXTREES', any prospective purchaser of a frame would do well to avoid this cheap,yet paradoxically expensive, shoddy, ill-constructed and shambolic, piece of junk.

Should any reader think I am overplaying my hand here let me relate this tale of woe. To verify that all details I have related above are correct I picked up the frame, whereupon the ill-fitting back took leave of the frame closely followed by the photograph within and the amazingly badly cut glass which gracefully described what could only be described in aeronautical terms as a 'bunt' before descending earthwards, upon meeting the floor it proceeded to transmogrify from a whole into shards of various shapes and sizes, perhaps that is how they cut the glass in the stygian gloom which reigns within the tatty shed wherein these things are 'crafted' for that is the word emblazoned upon the back of this rubbish.

N.B. If you value your hard-earned money do not waste it upon badly made trash such as I had the misfortune to acquire instead buy one of these frames from Addison Ross and rest easy in the knowledge that not only does it look good, but by golly it makes you feel good too ( Apologies to messrs Mackeson and the late, great, Lord Miles).

Drawing the Head and Hands
Drawing the Head and Hands
by Andrew Loomis
Edition: Hardcover
Price: £20.39

9 of 11 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Got your head in your hands? Loomis lifts the veil., 9 May 2012
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Until opening this book I was unaware that there was so much skill required for the correct drawing of the hands and the head. That the representation of these appendages is, apparently, an almost universal problem and encountered by even great artists had occured to me when I undertook a history of art course. Even the great Leonardo da Vinci himself seems to have erred in his 'Annunciation' as the Virgin's hand appears very strange, however, although the painting is attributed to Leonardo, it is entirely possible that the figures may have been executed by his then master Andrea del Verrochio, if they can err what hope for the rest of us? Another strange hand appears in 'The Penitent Magdalen' by Georges de La Tour, here the hands take bizarre almost parabolic shapes, there again this may be accentuated by the smallness of the image on screen or in books, the original may look entirely correct at its normal size of approximately 50 x 40 inches. However, I digress, with these examples in mind correct interpretation of them in an illustration is obviously crucial if we are to retain some semblance of verissimilitude.

Andrew Loomis's book is filled with fine examples of heads and hands, I had no idea of the wide range and could easily have been overawed but his stage-by-stage progression is a great help to the student of art.

Some may balk at the apparent old fashioned styles of the heads, I feel, however, that these only lend a sense of gravitas to this and its accompanying volumes unlike some light and fluffy modern guides.

I am confident that by following the guidance in these books my drawing skills will improve dramatically. Of course should I prove less than adept at following the guidance I can always make a good living selling pickled examples of the butcher's trade, unmade beds or piles of tyres and bricks in various stages of decrepitude.

Another great book from Titan.
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Symbols of Power: Napoleon and the Art of the Empire Style, 1800-1815
Symbols of Power: Napoleon and the Art of the Empire Style, 1800-1815
by Odile Nouvel
Edition: Hardcover

2 of 3 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Vive L'Empereur, 8 May 2012
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First, or should that be premiere? This is not the usual type of book but a catalogue of an exhibition, and what an exhibition it must have been.

Reading the learned text and feasting one's eyes on the magnificent photographs of these most sumptuous artefacts it is easy to understand the devotion and inspiration which millions of Frenchmen, nay, Europeans must have felt for the diminutive dynamo that was Napoleon Bonaparte. In the final analysis, many were prepared to die more for their Emperor than their country, however, that is the realm of the historian rather than me the dilettante.

That Napoleon inspired men, and women, of genius is undeniable, the great maestro Ludwig van Beethoven was himself so inspired, at least initially, that he dedicated his Piano Concerto number 4, known as the 'Emperor', to the great man. Even in this country there were many 'Bonapartists' especially among the wealthy and also among artists.

The level of inspiration may be gauged by perusing the assemblage of magnificence within these pages. For such an outpouring of excellence to have been dedicated to the cause of one man he must surely have been doing something right at some stage. My personal favourites are: exhibit 143 pp238/9, described rather prosaically as 'Covered Cup',that's rather like describing the Crown Jewels as 'Hats and Earrings', quite simply beautiful. Even more magnificent to my eyes is 8c pp178/9 'Stool in the shape of a pair of Crossed Sabers'(sic). If I could work wood, bronze, and leather to such a sublime standard I'd die a happy, and rich, man.

However, these are merely two amongst many and other equally exquisite objects are presented on virtually every page. Vraiment magnifique, exquis, et formidable. It's good too! How I wish we had had the chance to see it here.

Empire Style: Authentic Decor
Thomas Hope: Designer and Patron in Regency London

Praetorius: Mass (Lutheran Mass for Christmas Morning) /Gabrieli Consort & Players ∑ McCreesh
Praetorius: Mass (Lutheran Mass for Christmas Morning) /Gabrieli Consort & Players ∑ McCreesh
Price: £17.38

9 of 11 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars A Joy is not just for Christmas it is a constant balm for the soul., 7 May 2012
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If ever a man deserved a knighthood it is Paul McCreesh, any of the early music works to which he applies himself becomes ethereally transcendant and in this he is superlatively assisted by the magificent Gabrielli Consort and Players, paragons everyone.
Anything I could add to the words of previous reviewers would merely be gilding the lily, thus I can only add that this is not just for Christmas, this should be played at moments of great stress or melancholy, in fact at any time. I played this early on Easter morning and despite the greyness outside I felt a great glow within.
I have made this recording a part of a playlist on my iPod which, together with 'A Venetian Christmas', 'A Venetian Coronation' and 'Music for the Duke of Lerma' give a playing time of approximately five hours and forty minutes, enough time to cruise to West Sussex from oop north in a state of almost sublime grace, untroubled by snarling, gesticulating idiots in an assortment of maniacally driven conveyances. I know I have just done it, a round trip of 594 miles with a beatific smile upon my visage, and oh doesn't that upset the nutters on the M62; M1; and M25 ; ).

This is not just for novice monks/nuns; clergymen/priests; religious maniacs; Giralamo Savonarola or the like but for anyone with an ear for beautiful music.

It's a shame they can't give six stars.
G Gabrieli; de Rore: A Venetian Christmas /Gabrieli Consort & Players ∑ McCreesh
A Gabrieli; G Gabrieli: A Venetian Coronation 1595
Music for the Duke of Lerma /Gabrieli Consort ∑ McCreesh
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The Comic Cafe
The Comic Cafe
by Roger Stevens
Edition: Paperback
Price: £6.99

1 of 2 people found the following review helpful
4.0 out of 5 stars Und Ven did You last see Your Farzer?, 7 May 2012
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Welcome travellers to a tale of mystery, horror, suspense, murder, grand-theft, fraud, untold riches - well sort of, torrential rain, and occasional rising damp.
A somewhat less than seedy, fly-blown, dismal dump of a cafe in a less than seedy, fly-blown, dismal, fading fast seaside town.
As their parents, reeling from the eleventh hour blundering purchase of an establishment which would have to improve exponentially to be rated as worst catering establishment in the country, decamp unbeknownst to each other to clear their minds. Their offspring: Will, Elizabeth, Jaz, Briony, and Sammi together with 'Killer' their cat declare an armed truce in their normal routine sibling rivalry and determine to turn the festering, hovel that is both their home and parent's millstone er...development opportunity into a thriving, go-ahead, pride of Nowhere-on-Sea, fat chance I hear you say, but stranger things have happened and stranger still have yet to occur. What to the casual reader might be seen as a ba-a-a-a-d move would to Sir John Betjeman and, I suspect, others too be seen as a masterstroke, after all they have moved here from Slough. Will, the eldest of our troupe, is subliminally aware of some strange malevolent presence in the cellar, and one equally malevolent outside, in the attic, or possibly both no, all three, places at once. These are made manifest by hideous, blood-curdling shrieks and wailings during the dark hours, oo-er!

They are assisted, for want of a better word, in their endeavours by one Mrs Herring, a sort of free-lance bag lady who continually asks ' vere are your Mozer and Fazer?', a Red Herring obviously, who appears upon the scene in the manner of a pantomime villain and disappears likewise. As the place looks for all the world like 'Salmonella R Us' other visitors are unsurprisingly rare, unless we count the cake-eating editor of the local rag, a certain individual rejoicing in the epithet 'Thumbs', the local constabulary in the person of Inspector Carpet, Ironhead a maniac busker, Gerald the rat (Not a nickname, Gerald is a rodent of the genus rattus rattus) and not forgetting Frank a furtive yet persistent used car dealer (Aren't they all?) all of whom seem inordinately interested in the cafe and its residents.

Thrill as our heroes eat beans on toast, gasp as Will visits the local art gallery, befriends one of the attendants and learns about the icons, shudder as Killer eats parsley (Well! Shudder after he eats parsley), recognise yourself in the characters (Not me I'm far too old to recognise anyone). This is a very enjoyable book, I didn't find it scary at all even though I'm well into my second childhood ;). It could very well be a laugh a minute, I don't know I didn't time them, but it is a good read especially if you're a younger reader.
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Dynamic Wrinkles and Drapery: Solutions for Drawing the Clothed Figure (Practical Art Books)
Dynamic Wrinkles and Drapery: Solutions for Drawing the Clothed Figure (Practical Art Books)
by Burne Hogarth
Edition: Paperback
Price: £16.99

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4.0 out of 5 stars Not so dynamic as you might wish (At first glance)!, 5 May 2012
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I really hate to give a negative slant to any review, or to damn-with-faint-praise, especially when the author is an acknowledged expert in his field. However, the style of presentation of the subject matter is that of a children's comic with much less visual or intellectual impact than the Dandy or Beano. The text is almost an irrelevance and imparts hardly any information to the reader.
When compared to 'Drawing Drapery from Head to Toe' by Cliff Young this runs a very poor second even given that Young's book is a slim 48 pages, it is certainly not to be mentioned in the same breath as any of the excellent works by Andrew Loomis now available as wonderful quality reprints.

Perhaps I'm being a trifle unfair to Mr Hogarth, after all the book's contents are not bad, but that is how it seems to me.

Figure Drawing for All it's WorthA. Loomis
Drawing the Head and Hands A. Loomis
Successful DrawingA. Loomis
Creative IllustrationA. Loomis
Drawing Drapery from Head to ToeC. Young

22 August 2012:

Having had this volume a little while now, I feel an update is necessary. Although I still prefer the volumes listed above I have had time to more fully appraise 'Dynamic Wrinkles....' and am pleased to admit that Burne Hogarth has it about right [I can just hear the great man's sigh of relief at my endorsement;)]. I still find the illustrations somewhat 'Bumper Book for Boys' in style, however, his analysis and explanation of the various stresses to which fabrics are subjected and the effects upon them are first-rate. This is one of the few occasions it does not pain me to eat humble, or even umble, pie and I am happy to recommend this volume almost as enthusiastically as the above listed.
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Lost Horizon [DVD] [2001]
Lost Horizon [DVD] [2001]
Dvd ~ Ronald Colman
Price: £3.42

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5.0 out of 5 stars Lost Horizon, a balm for the tired soul: Courtesy of Frank Capra., 29 April 2012
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Our story opens in far-flung Baskul, somewhere in the vast Chinese hinterland, with a minor uprising in full swing. Our hero, the phlegmatic, charismatic, suave, urbane, soigne, and handsome Robert Conway single-handedly organises an evacuation in the midst of chaos verging upon mass hysteria, nay, insanity. As aircraft after aircraft arrives empty only to leave crammed to the ailerons with panic-stricken refugees ( This is in the back of beyond so why on earth are all these non-natives milling about the place? It's as if the entire sea of humanity which fills Blackpool in high-summer had been dumped in some minuscule ghost town somewhat smaller and certainly less salubrious than Calico, Cal. Turn left on Ghost Town Rd approx 7 miles beyond Barstow.[ Sincere apologies to residents of Southern California for errors]). Talk about beyond the pale, this place is more than one step beyond.

Pausing only to destroy the airport's fuel store and rescue a dog, that clinches it good old Robert gets my vote every time now, he hastens aboard the last departing aircraft in the nick-of-time piloted, he thinks, by an old acquaintance. As luck would have it the last aircraft out just happens to be the 1930s equivalent of Concorde: the Douglas DC3, swift and, some might say, sumptuously appointed, oh how these diplomats suffer. Dawn finds our intrepid band Shanghai bound...or does it? A cursory glance out of the window reveals otherwise, a hurried attempt to ascertain what is happening is foiled by the cockpit door (No flight decks in those far-off days) which is locked, further attempts at communication result in a swift raising of the blind and a less than amicable waving of a revolver at the passengers, not so much as a 'This is your captain speaking', not even 'Take me to Cuba' ah! Happy days.

On, and on, and on, not unlike this review, our cargo of humanity is taken, a quick refuelling stop, no refreshments, nothing, just fuel, and up up and away again, talk about 'Go west young man' (Sincere apologies to Horace Greeley) until... cough, splutter, chug chug, silence, only the whistling of the wind as down, down, down (Just like the quality of this review)the aircraft descends into a snow covered wasteland... bang!

A mild dose of panic ensues with much bitter recrimination if prearranged, strange, very strange, enter a column of rescuers laden with the necessary accoutrements for a days mountaineering, very strange indeed.

Following their recent vicissitudes, our ragged band are transported tortuously through vast snowfields until... voila! There in the middle of this vast icy wilderness is revealed a veritable Eden, a demi-paradise, a diadem if you will, set in an icy sea, a...sorry! Our weary band enter this Shangri-La, for that is it's name, a wide and deep valley of verdant, tranquil splendour above which sits an improbable Lamasery. Improbable? Yes! I was surprised, thunder-struck would be closer, to discover that it had been built at the behest of one Father Perot. This, approximately seventy years before the Art Deco movement occured to the rest of the world. Upon entering this exquisite Art Deco confection our hero Robert happens to glance up to one of its terraces and is smitten by a vision, the serene and lovely Sondra, I'm right with him on this one despite her advanced years 'I'm thirty'. Ok! I can live with that,I too was thirty once.

Despite the inordinately amicable welcome which awaits them, they almost to a man, are overcome with paranoic suspicion, especially the younger brother of Robert, one George Conway. If ever there was a petulant, foot-stamping, sulky, spoiled brat of a miserable ingrate it is he, the bright lights and Martini deprived little ratbag. Boy! If ever there was a ne'er-do-well, spongeing, coat-tail hanger-on of a worthless, prodigal scion it is he. Yes! Alright I know he's been kidnapped, so?

Time passes, as it does in these affairs, most of our party, especially the smitten Robert settle in right happily. Most that is, but not our George oh no, I won't, I won't, I won't, wouldn't you just love to slap his sulky little face, his and his twenty something 'girlfriend' Maria, twenty something going on sixty-nine, a right little Asp in the basket. Maria, a curious name for a Russian 'girl' I thought they were all called Ludmilla, or Natasha. These two pitiful herberts convince our Bob to decamp with them, back to the real world. Having trawled many of the less than salubrious hell holes on this planet and had close encounters with many of its less than stunningly beautiful femmes, some decidedly fatale, (Stunning yes! I plead the fifth amendment on the grounds that a smack in the mouth is always somewhat less than wonderful) after all some of them are still extant you know, however I digress, as usual. Having, as I said earlier, encountered less than lovely females, I was somewhat non-plussed to see our Robert traipse off with the terrible twosome. Wild horses would not have dragged me away from an almost limitless time with the enchantingly lovely Sondra in her fabulous Art Deco haven. Too late our hero realises the folly of his actions and he strives to redress this foolishness... does he succeed? Buy the film and find out.

I am aware of the excellent work done by Mr Robert Gitt and others in restoring this, one of Capra's masterworks, however, I felt more than a little discomfitted by the insertion of stills images with soundtrack over. For me a grafting on of general footage with the soundtrack would have worked better, however, I am no film technician or historian. Despite my misgivings in this regard this is still an excellent film and another example of the greatness of Frank Capra.
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