This is the kind of movie I'd have run a mile from at the time, lumping it together with a host of 'pathetic' British films that thought they were funny and probably were providing you were totally ignorant of Lubitsch, Billy Wilder, Preston Sturges etc. Seen, however, on TV half a century later it's comparatively painless if you're housebound and it's SFS or Mr. Bean. Ian Carmichael takes the lead, as the kind of guy who, after a lifetime of rubbish finally gets a Royal Flush only for a misdeal to be called. His nemesis is Terry Thomas and on offer is Jeanette Scott. At his wits end Carmichael enrols at Stephen Potter's (Alistair Sim) academy where Gamesmanship is the name of the game and - I trust I'm not giving anything away here - graduates with honours and gives Thomas his comeuppance. If this is not too simplistic for you you'll love it.
Review of School for Scoundrels
