The Carry Ons explode into colour for the first time and we’re given a tantalising glimpse of the kind of films they will ultimately become. Everything about Cruising is bigger and bolder. While the camaraderie, wide-eyed idiocy and sense of fun is certainly heightened by the fact that we’re seeing the team’s antics in colour, there’s a magic to Carry On Cruising that’s hard to define.
Cruising is a stripped bare version of what the Carry Ons would later become under the authorship of Talbot Rothwell. The seeds of the bawdiness, the lewdness and the outrageousness are all here and Hudis’s script is more cheeky, more knowing and far less sentimental than ever before.
Once again the team are thrown into a confined space to spark off each other but they do so in an entirely different style. The Carry Ons are coming of age.
Cruising is a remarkably accomplished film. It’s polished, it’s funny and it’s written with a deftness of wit and charm that the series has only aspired to until now. Carry On Cruising takes the series to an entirely new level.