Matcollis This Movie Can Only Be Described With One Word.

Inclubabu Plot so thin, it passes unnoticed.

ThedevilChoose When a movie has you begging for it to end not even half way through it's pure crap. We've all seen this movie and this characters millions of times, nothing new in it. Don't waste your time.

Bea Swanson This film is so real. It treats its characters with so much care and sensitivity.

Brown Mouse Bob I saw this film a few times as a young boy forty-odd years ago and quite liked it, mainly because of the old cars, although it was a never a favourite. However, having watched it again today I am shocked at just how horrible it is. The two main characters are plain nasty. Even the supposedly 'nice' one, John Gregson. They are nasty to each other, nasty to their wives/girlfriends, nasty to other motorists, having no regard for anything or anyone outside of their own narrow little world. If this is an example of how England used to be, then it's as a warning of how the upper-middle class Hooray Henrys used to (still do?) behave. Leaving this aside, as a film it's pretty dull and very dated. Even the Oscar-winning harmonica score just keeps grating on and on. Whimsy? Not a bit of it. Just another example of how bad some of Britain's filmmaking was. There are many better films from this period, so keep this one as a documentary - i.e. this is how Britain looked in the 50s before the car took over, and this is how NOT to behave.Alternatively, forget all about it. It's really not worth watching.

crossbow0106 A delight from start to finish, this film is about an annual car club's trip from London to Brighton. The cars in question are vintage. Alan and Wendy (John Gregson and Dinah Sheridan) travel in their 1904 model, affectionately named Genevieve. Ambrose and Rosilund (Kenneth More and Kay Kendall) have their own vehicle and it soon becomes a rivalry about which car is better. It eventually turns into a race on the way home, in which they have to outsmart each other to win 100 pounds. This is a great film because it relies on the richness of its characters and is filled with scenes that are both amusing and relevant. There is a great scene in which a drunken Rosilund plays trumpet with the band and another when Wendy and Alan have to check into a down market hotel next to a train and a giant clock (watch what happens when the clock strikes nine). In a brief but fun role, the always engaging Joyce Grenfell plays a hotel concierge, but this film is all about Alan, Wendy, Ambrose & Rosilund. The acting is superb. Buy or rent the DVD, since it has an interview with Dinah Sheridan, biographies of the main characters and location shoots. This film is from 1953, but it is completely fresh today and even makes you a bit sad to know this world doesn't exist anymore. Oh well, at least you have this completely wonderful film to watch.

ianlouisiana Ambrose Claverhouse is the archetypal Kenneth More part.He's like Jeremy Clarkson without the malice.A 30 - something fairly innocent little boy obsessed with sex and motor - cars in no particular order.Some people have taken exception to the fact that he and his pals are quite posh,well,yes he's middle class,but his twin obsessions are shared by many working class blokes.Perhaps it's all right for Darren from Dagenham to be a petrolhead ladies man but not Charles from Chelsea - but that's the Brits for you ,most of us are snobs of one kind or the other. Driving back from Brighton last weekend I got caught up in the last stages of the Veteran Car Club Rally near the "Black Lion" at Patcham and in a Proustian moment the sweet,silly and ultimately rather sad memories of "Genevieve" swept over me so completely I had to pull up at the side of the road. It is a completely frivolous movie that nobody thought for a moment was going to be any more than a colourful bit of froth to brighten the lives of England's austerity - blighted movielovers. But somehow the basic good nature and decentness of Messrs More and Gregson,the determination and spirit of Mesdames Sheridan and Kendal combined to create an alchemy that spelled gold at the 1955 Box Office and created a legend that has lasted over half a century. Perhaps not appealing to 21st century eyes for it's unfailing cheeriness and good humour,there is not an ounce of meanness or cynicism in it. Clearly such innocence cannot be allowed to have ever existed. Well,I'm here to tell you it did. In real life the VCC Rally is one way,London to Brighton.For the movie Mr More and Mr Gregson turned the return journey into a race with,ultimately,"Genevieve" herself as the prize.In one of the great scenes in British cinema Mr Gregson within sight of the finishing line in "Genevieve" is hailed by an elderly gentleman who proceeds to tell him how he courted his wife fifty years earlier in just such a car. Mr Arthur Wontner only has a few lines but his old - time charm and courtesy are absolutely captivating.Mr Gregson listens patiently to his reminiscences as Mr More goes driving gaily past apparently to win the race but in fact he gets stuck in the tramlines and is whisked away at the last second,the prize slipping from his unbelieving hands. Certainly the world has changed since this picture was made.I'll leave it to you to decide whether it is for the better or not.

raynickson A scene in Brighton shows just how much more sophisticated the Americans were in those days A couple booking into an hotel and the lady complaining about the rules, specifically -Hot water only between 14:30 hrs and 18:00hrs. The receptionist remarks " No one's ever complained before !"elderly guest in the crowd asks " Are they American ? "Just a jolly good film to watch at any time of year.At the time of filming I actually lived half way between London and Brighton. Since then I have driven between the two cities many times, and it is just not the same anymore