Not much of a film, this one, and I can see why it was forgotten. Chiefly of interest to see London during the era, complete with billboards showing the latest films and racks of pristine Pan paperbacks in the shops. The backdrop is pure working class kitchen sink drama as evinced by Joan Sims' woefully underused landlord, but the tone is light comedy. Tony Tanner was an unknown to me and remains so. Some of the scenes with the streetwise kid are fitfully amusing, but the whole thing is strictly forgettable.
Review of Strictly for the Birds
