Gilbert and Sullivan fans will get something out of this - I'm not that into their music, so I found this a hard slog. Like many Korda films after World War Two it drowns in decor - tables, curtains, hats, vests, tea cups, flowers, set dressing. Every scene is decor, decor, decor.
Robert Morley is fun, Maurice Evans is bland, Peter Finch is fine. Although all the characters are dead everyone is played as if they are still alive. The script isn't particularly memory - lots of scenes of people sitting around talking. There's not much shape to it - no villains or even hokey drama. You can see why no one went to see it.
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