Keep It Up Downstairs

A Truly Laughfree movie.one of the UKs very worst.there are no jokes the cast are poor the plot is wafer thin and the script is dreadful.this movie could hardly be worse.Even the confession films have more laughs than this.bring back timmy lee

A desperately unfunny film featuring some very sexy women and classy actors wasted in an underwritten story set in an English country-house.

The production values and the costuming are excellent for such a low-budget movie, but these do not adequately compensate for cringe-making and vapid humour. There are absolutely no valid statements to be made about human sexuality in this British sex-comedy despite its claim to being a sex comedy.

All that the audience gets instead is a White culture of sexual repression, male insecurities & the inevitably-resulting sexual desperation - especially among the largely-unsatisfied women. To make things worse, the film insults its audience by treating them as if they were also just as love-starved.

There is no real sense here that sex is a means to an end - just an end in itself - since all of the characters are either scared of sex or see it as something you get from someone else rather than something you share with them. And where's the fun in that?

There was a famous period drama in the UK in the 70's called Upstairs, Downstairs, looking at both the aristocracy and the working class in one household, hence the second part of the title. The first part alludes to that of the carry on series of movies, which were famed for being a bit saucy with occasional laughs. This movie had none, indeed I just found it awful. This might be the worst British comedy movie I've ever seen.

Looks great and not cheap at all, but the script is lamentable. Good idea, but the poor script means it's boring, and no amount of bare flesh can make up for that.

This limp sex comedy is symptomatic. of the depths to which British filmmaking sank during the 1970s.Only these type of films and tv spin offs constituently flourished at the box office.To try and sustain this film to 90 minutes would strain the abilities of a Wilder,so Hazel Adair has no chance.Made with wrestling commentator Kent Walwin,it would have been more suitably called Good Evening Grapple Fans. Incidentally despite being billed above the title Diana Dors has a relatively small part.