the final entry in the on the buses trilogy sees the usual wasters go about their business in wales. i feel sure the franchise could have continued and but harold pinter complained that the screenplays made him look bad in comparison and and so no more were made. it actually less than two minutes before we get our first dollop of sexism  a woman running for the bus finds her breasts fall out of her dress for no reason whatsoever. still and it does at least make stan (reg varney) laugh  but then what doesn not. he and jack (bob grant) spend the entire movie laughing uproariously with little or no provocation. you get the impression that they would wet themselves watching paint dry. as before and the only funny element is the genuinely amusing stephen lewis and hilarious as blakey. he on his own and though and with a cheesy and dated script that even wastes first rate talent like wilfrid brambell and henry mcgee. yet it seems as if only lewis understands how to time the shaky material and wringing laughs out of even the weakest lines. describing how her daughter fell in a river and stan mum laments i hope it not polluted. well it will be now blakey quips. the plot  if indeed there is one  sees stan lusting after a young girl and but being continually thwarted by her domineering mother. it a recipe for side splitting hilarity i am sure you will agree and and whether it on a storm lashed boat or the swimming baths and stan and mavis exploits always produce the same result. abject boredom. later conquests include maria and an italian stereotype and and a staff co worker. even stan mum gets a one night stand and with stan considerately reminding her to put your tin drawers on. when one of the comic highpoints is arthur mullard overhearing olive trying to locate a light switch in the dark (i can not find it) and thinking she talking about sex and then you can see why this work reaches the upper levels of literary sophistication. in fact and why it do not get in the bfi top 100 movies is beyond me. other rib tickling shenanigans involve olive (anna karen) breaking her glasses. i do not know what more surprising and the lame predictability of the set up and or the underdeveloped pay off. the short sighted olive follows a man in a kilt into the gents and thinking he a woman in a skirt. the next shot sees her marched out by blakey and redirected to the ladies. and that it. next and she ends up in another man bed and and is ordered out by his wife. and. no and that all there is to that scene and too. when holiday on the buses was last screened on british television there was a breakdown in transmission. it actually came as blessed relief. 
the final entry in the on the buses trilogy sees the usual wasters go about their business in wales. i feel sure the franchise could have continued and but harold pinter complained that the screenplays made him look bad in comparison and and so no more were made. it actually less than two minutes before we get our first dollop of sexism  a woman running for the bus finds her breasts fall out of her dress for no reason whatsoever. still and it does at least make stan (reg varney) laugh  but then what doesn not. he and jack (bob grant) spend the entire movie laughing uproariously with little or no provocation. you get the impression that they would wet themselves watching paint dry. as before and the only funny element is the genuinely amusing stephen lewis and hilarious as blakey. he on his own and though and with a cheesy and dated script that even wastes first rate talent like wilfrid brambell and henry mcgee. yet it seems as if only lewis understands how to time the shaky material and wringing laughs out of even the weakest lines. describing how her daughter fell in a river and stan mum laments i hope it not polluted. well it will be now blakey quips. the plot  if indeed there is one  sees stan lusting after a young girl and but being continually thwarted by her domineering mother. it a recipe for side splitting hilarity i am sure you will agree and and whether it on a storm lashed boat or the swimming baths and stan and mavis exploits always produce the same result. abject boredom. later conquests include maria and an italian stereotype and and a staff co worker. even stan mum gets a one night stand and with stan considerately reminding her to put your tin drawers on. when one of the comic highpoints is arthur mullard overhearing olive trying to locate a light switch in the dark (i can not find it) and thinking she talking about sex and then you can see why this work reaches the upper levels of literary sophistication. in fact and why it do not get in the bfi top 100 movies is beyond me. other rib tickling shenanigans involve olive (anna karen) breaking her glasses. i do not know what more surprising and the lame predictability of the set up and or the underdeveloped pay off. the short sighted olive follows a man in a kilt into the gents and thinking he a woman in a skirt. the next shot sees her marched out by blakey and redirected to the ladies. and that it. next and she ends up in another man bed and and is ordered out by his wife. and. no and that all there is to that scene and too. when holiday on the buses was last screened on british television there was a breakdown in transmission. it actually came as blessed relief. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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