Charlie Bubbles (1968)

This is a surprisingly pedestrian affair from Albert Finney as he directs herself in the title role as a writer who has made plenty of money from his career. He has a lovely convertible Rolls Royce, a home with staff and a rather prurient security system and even manages the odd high-class food fight with his friend “Smokey” (Colin Blakey) but he is divorced, has a wayward young son and very little fulfilling in his life. It’s on a trip to visit his former family with his secretary (Liza Minnelli) that we learn a little more about the causes of his divorce and of his new attentions as we meet ex-wife “Lotte” (Billie Whitelaw) and son “Jack” (the frequently scene-stealing Timothy Garland) and appreciate the somewhat enthusiastic interest in his visit by the local media. This has something of the stage play to it, and perhaps it might have worked better within the confines of a stage giving it a degree more intensity. As it ism though, I found it all a rather lacklustre observation of the life of a man about whom I really didn’t care. Aside from the aforementioned food fight, there is very little humour here and to be honest I was more than a little disinterested in his problems and peccadilloes by the end. Minnelli doesn’t really feature enough to make that much difference although there is one rather awkward scene that is perhaps not one you’d probably ever expect to see but that isn’t really enough to kickstart this. It’s all very proficiently put together but is an unremarkable ninety minutes.