When a U.S. Navy airman (Bonar Colleano) takes a new posting in London with a new wife (Diana Decker), he has no idea that his first wife (Diana Dors) will turn up and threaten his marital bliss by claiming they are still married. Based on the play by Vivian Tidmarsh and directed by Maurice Elvey (MY WIFE'S LODGER). A tiresome bedroom farce that might have been saved by more savvy direction and a stronger cast. When one thinks of the British theatre, one thinks of the likes of Shakespeare or George Bernard Shaw or Harold Pinter. But the Brits have their lowbrow side too. NO SEX PLEASE, WE'RE BRITISH ran for 16 years in the West End! The original play of this ran for two solid years. With one exception, the cast plays to the balcony at a fevered pitch and the worst is Sid James who lets his chewing gum do the acting for him. The one exception is Diana Dors who underacts and whenever she's on screen, I breathed a sigh of relief. With David Tomlinson, Lou Jacobi, Audrey Freeman and MacDonald Parke.
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