Orders Are Orders

A slambang comedy, very brilliant, very acute on matters of supreme importance to the nation, but too fast and bright for the critics by and large.

Ed Waggermeyer (“back in the States they eat me”) shoots his film at Bilchester barracks, Hollywood vs. Mars, British Army saved by U.S. Marines.

A couple of privates in the mess pick up the shooting fees, the adjutant gets the starlet, the general on inspection moves the movie shebang to a haunted house nearby, where “the ghost of a Cavalier in the time of Charles I” will deal with the invasion from space.

So it all falls in behind the Royal Loyals regimental band, led by Tony Hancock.