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If a movie could be comfort food, this is it. It's delightful and beautiful to look at, it's funny, it has Dick Van Dyke, laughs, lots of eccentric characters, and a Sherman brothers (aka Walt Disney) soundtrack. They don't make 'em like this anymore, but they certainly made of lot of these in the 1960's.From an Ian Fleming (James Bond) novel with a screenplay treatment from Roald Dahl (Willy Wonka) and director Ken Hughes, it's a marvelous musical adventure, kids movie, 'love' story with "good guys" and comical "bad guys" (including Goldfinger Gert Fröbe) that runs a tad long with its 15+ songs, several of which are reprised including the Academy Award nominated title song.Besides the indomitable Van Dyke as a "Rube Goldberg" inventor Caractacus Potts, there are so many enduring characters including Sally Ann Howes as Truly Scrumptious, Lionel Jeffries as the elder Potts, Anna Quayle as Baron Fröbe's Baroness, Benny Hill as the Toymaker, James Robertson Justice as Truly's wealthy industrialist father, Robert Helpmann as the scary villain Child Catcher, and Heather Ripley and Adrian Hall as Caractacus's adorable children Jemima and Jeremy. respectively.Van Dyke plays one of the big screen's most endearing single fathers, which draws Truly to him as much as his children do. They have imaginations cultivated by their father who, although he may spoil them a bit, is very emotionally "connected" to them, putting them to bed with songs and regales them with stories he seemingly makes up spontaneously.

Copyright 17 December 1968 by Warfield Productions—Dramatic Features. Released through United Artists Pictures. New York opening at Loew's State 2: 18 December 1968. U.S. release: 18 December 1968. U.K. release: 28 December 1969. Australian release: 19 December 1968. Sydney opening at the Paris. 145 minutes.SYNOPSIS: An unsuccessful inventor weaves a story about an old car that he has made over into a shiny new contraption.NOTES: The title song was nominated for an Academy Award, losing to "The Windmills of Your Mind" from "The Thomas Crown Affair"."Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" took more money in Great Britain in 1969 than any other movie except "Oliver" and a re-issue of "Gone With The Wind". In the U.S.A., "Chitty" achieved 12th position for 1969.COMMENT: We keep waiting for the big musical production number involving all the Vulgarians which will climax the whole thing, but curiously there isn't one. Maybe just as well since Gert Frobe gives such a flat-footed performance, mistiming even such mildly amusing lines as "Never mind, I get her next time". Even in his comedy duet, he seems to be a beat behind his partner. The two spies similarly mangle their opportunities. They are dud hams. A pity two more interesting people weren't cast. Benny Hill has a small role complete with accent which he plays virtually straight, but Helpmann makes the most of his couple of scenes as the child catcher. Dick Van Dyke is his usual pseudo-engaging self — an energetic dancer, a fair vocalizer but a somewhat blandly nauseating personality. We keep waiting for Justice to come back. Sally Ann Howes is a pleasant singer but a cloying person and the kids are two spoiled, self- centered brats. Lionel Jeffries tends to overdo his part, especially in the early stages, but comes into his own with "P=O=S=H" and thereafter. The film is very uneven. It takes forever to get off the ground, but improves once we get to the JRJ scenes and Adam's splendid sets and the two great musical production numbers in the sweet factory and the delightful Bamboo dance at the fair. It's a pity the rest of the film is something of an anticlimax. In fact it's a different story altogether as the script itself acknowledges!

No one would ever make a movie like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang in current day - and more's the pity. For a film so iconic, it draws from a curious fusion of influences. Yes, it's an oddity already by being adapted from the only children's work penned by Ian Fleming, creator of James Bond (even if only whiffs of Fleming's aristocratic preoccupations remain in the film's class disparity subtext). There's also the unmistakable lyrically acrobatic musical chirpiness of the Sherman brothers, which is vintage Mary Poppins caliber. The whimsical weirdness of screenwriter Roald Dahl's is embraced at full tilt, and there's even a strong Monty Python vibe in its surreal, heightened goofiness. But somewhere in the centre of the maelstrom of zaniness lies something fundamentally Chitty: adorably sweet and earnest amidst its heartfelt wackiness. And it's this that helps the film hold up much better than you'd expect - still a delight for children young and old even nearly forty years on. Attempting to summarize the film's increasingly off-the-rails plot reads like the story was written by one of its target audience ("and then the flying car and spies follow the sky-pirates to an evil Baron's kingdom full of toys!"), but it's clear that cohesion is far from the point. If anything, the film's halfhearted attempt to rationalize its fantasy interlude as a story-within-the-story feels both clumsy and disingenuous to its enjoyable whimsy. Still, there's too much fun being had to dwell on technicalities. And while Dahl cutting loose with silly abandon in his adventure for the ages is grandiose enjoyment, it's actually just as pleasant to hang out with Van Dyke's kooky inventory and his impressively adorable-but-not-annoying children (Adrian Hall and Heather Ripley), as he gets up to scientific mischief or simply sings about how he loves their family. But just when the proceedings of reconciling the heteronormative family unit skirt becoming too winsome, Dahl's wackiness comes crashing in to keep things breezy and bizarre. It helps, of course, that the film looks wonderful: Chitty herself is a gorgeous vehicle (even if the rear projection sequences of her driving or flying show their age). Fellow 007 veteran Ken Adam conjures spectacular sets grandiose enough for Goldfinger himself - Van Dyke's laboratory in particular is a labyrinth of contorted Seussian cogs and pipes. The sumptuous song and dance numbers complete the package, adding a stacked roster of perfectly heartwarming and hugely infections tunes to keep a smile on even the most curmudgeonly of faces. Still, it's the cast of characters that really keep the film afloat. Apart from the peerless, rubber-limbed, disarmingly grinning Dick Van Dyke at his most irresistibly charming, Sally Ann Howes' Truly Scrumptious (Dahl's poke at Fleming's goofy misogyny in naming female leads) showcases some impressive belting, as well as a welcome sweet side as her initial fussiness melts away. Supporting them are the most memorably zany crew of comedic relief this side of Python. Lionel Jeffries' prissy posturing as Van Dyke's garrulous grandfather is a dead ringer for Graham Chapman at his most side-splitting, particularly when scoffing an ode to British posh composure while being repeatedly dunked in the ocean swinging from a helicopter. Similarly, the delightful Gert Fröbe lampoons his Goldfinger villainy with stupendously silly gumption as the infantile Baron Bomburst; he even manages to sell his repeated attempts to casually murder his wife play as hilarious slapstick rather than as dubious as they'd sound. Alexander Doré and Bernard Spear's Spies punctuate scene transitions with sublime throwaway slapstick, while Robert Helpmann's leering Child Catcher is a vintage Dahl nightmare, verging on excessively creepy for his intended audience. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang may sputter throughout its jubilant refrains, with its 'kitchen sink' comedy and awkwardly motivated fantasy interjection toeing the limit of indulgent silliness. But in the same way that engine sputter has become one of the most iconic sound effects in cinema history, so has its eponymous car charmed its way into the hearts of generations - ramshackle but not rusty. So, whether reminiscing fondly through rosy nostalgia glasses or a new recruit, come and fly away with Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. As Van Dyke affirms, it's simply the pragmatic course of action. -8.5/10

I dedicate this piece of writing to Ian Fleming (1908-1964), the ingenious creator of 007 James Bond and also to all those defectors from the East that made the world beautiful today - cf., "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" (1968). Since I don't want to miss an opportunity with each of 23 individual Movies from the Bond's series, I decided to place my reference for Ian Fleming in the paragraph with his less popular hero Caractacus Potts and his flying automobile. So putting it bluntly "Hollywood can no longer make movies like that because they no longer know how ... (cited from another reviewer). True or false, Movies for Children with fantastic element in it hadn't been so many in circulation for the mentioned period in the 1960s and 1970s (when I was a growing kid) - here I could point out "Wonderful World of Brothers Grimm" (1962), "Mary Poppins" (1964), "Doctor Dolittle" (1967), "Pippi Longstocking" (1969) with sequels, and maybe some other that I don't remember.Opinion research on Ian Fleming and his hero James Bond is something else. Fleming, who worked for Reuters as journalist, was recruited by British Foreign Service to do some coverage for espionage trials - particularly, when after 1947 it became highly popular for government officials from the Eastern Bloc to desert West with some classified information. In the country where I live, Bulgaria, "show trials" were made for Traicho Kostov and Nikola Petkov both sentenced to death. This was the beginning of Cold War, per se. Leakage happened from West-to-East also, when Rosenberg family divulged secret for A-bomb to the Russians. The World was never going to be same as before. Conventional war started and Combat battle on front-line was history. Can you believe this, some 3000 years after the Trojan War!Now get on grounds and pay tribute to Ian Fleming, the Colossus of espionage novel. He didn't have pretensions to have invented sullenly his hero James Bond. In fact, the 14 novels that were written for Agent 007 (i.e., "license to kill in the line of duty") took Fleming only 10 years and ruined respectively his health. He was heavy drinker and smoker; he died age 56. That was not bad age to die after making millions and also the phenomenon "compression of mortality" was not yet known.I want to complement at end few words on the prototype Spy that Fleming used for his novels. Firstly comes Sidney Reilly (1873-1925) - viz., a notorious adventurer (born as Solomon Rosenblum) in tsarist Russia, who worked for London at least 20 years before executed by the Bolsheviks. The second prototype Spy whom I didn't see mentioned is Oleg Penkovsky (1919-1963). Fleming shouldn't have missed his dossier if he was involved with Foreign Service coverage. Oleg Penkovsky, a colonel with Soviet Military Intelligence, defected to London in the 1950s. He and his contact person Greville Wynne (from MI5) were caught in 1963 and put to trial, where Penkovsky was sentenced to death and Greville Wynne to 8 years in prison (as foreign subject, he was released in 1965 for exchange to another double agent Sgt. Jack Dunlap, an American who spied for U.S.S.R.) Whatever, it is evident from "Penkovskiy Papers: The Russian Who Spied for the West, New York, 1966" that he leaked top secret for at least 5 years before dying. So, the Cuban Missile Crisis and the Assassination of President John F. Kennedy could be traced directly to this defective line. Thank you!