An Ealing comedy with Harry Seacombe, Bernard Cribbins, Bill Owen, Joan Sims and Kenneth Connor, where could it possibly go wrong? Unfortunately as a comedy though, this is neither fish nor fowl. The Mad Morgans troupe provides a fairly inane slapstick act, which is the backdrop to Seacombe's lead, but this film isn't a comedy at all, it's a drama with operatic moments and occasional funny bits and although the operatic moments are perhaps the best parts of the film, the drama that links them is more kitchen sink than opera seria and with only brief flashes of middling comedy illuminating otherwise quite shallow characters, it's all a bit thin. But it really is worth watching, the colour is vibrant and Adele Leigh's and Seacombe's two solos along with the Covent Garden Opera Company's extract from Wagner do save this mish-mash from the scrapheap and you could almost forgive all its many failings.
