RAH Humor Review:
More Python Alumni Tapes
by Dave Bealer
This review first appeared in the April 1994 issue of Random Access
Copyright © 1994 Dave Bealer, All Rights Reserved.
Apparently someone has figured out that virtually any video tape
featuring one or more of the Monty Python troupe is guaranteed to sell
at least 100,000 copies. Two more such tapes have been acquired by
yours truly in the past month. After viewing these latest attempts
at squeezing bucks out of any stray scrap of film containing one or
more of the Python boys, I find myself fervently hoping that no
cameras were rolling during Graham Chapman's briss.
The Strange Case of the End of Civilization As We Know It
Featuring John Cleese as Arthur Sherlock Holmes, a bumbling, modern-day
descendant of the famous detective. Connie Booth plays Mrs. Hudson, and
several well known performers (e.g. Denholm Elliot) also appear, although
it's a safe bet none of them list this turkey on their resume. One (sort
of) redeeming feature: the absolute worse Kojak impression in the history
of the genre. "Who loves ya, baby?" In the case of this tape, precisely
Romance With A Double Bass
Based on a short story by Anton Chekhov, this one actually isn't that bad.
John Cleese plays Smichkoff, a double bass player whose clothes are swiped
while he's skinny dipping. Connie Booth, a princess, suffers the same fate.
The naked Cleese gallantly carries her back to the palace in his double
bass case. Major redeeming feature: a couple of full frontal nude shots of
Connie Booth (circa mid-1970s). Major drawback: a nude John Cleese. (Feel
free to reverse these feature/drawback judgments as desired.) Although
strained at times, at least this one has an innately funny premise at
Both tapes were released by White Star Films.
Dave Bealer is a fifty-something mainframe systems programmer who
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