6.8/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6.8/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Crook's Tour remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
Honestly, that depends on how much you like watching guys trip over their own feet while trying to be funny. If you’re into the old-fashioned, slightly frantic energy of a 1940s romp, you might get a kick out of this. If you want a movie that actually makes sense when the credits roll, maybe look at The Son of a Sheik instead.
The whole thing feels like it was written on the back of a cigarette pack while the cast was already on set. It’s got that specific rushed, low-budget charm where everyone is shouting just a little bit louder than they probably should be.
Our leads, Douglas Wakefield and Billy Nelson, are clearly trying their best to carry the weight. They do this thing where they look directly into the camera whenever they’re confused, which is basically every five minutes. It’s a bit exhausting but also kind of endearing in a weird way. 🕵️♂️
There’s a scene involving a hotel room and some mistaken identity that drags on for about three years. I think the editor just went to lunch and never came back. It’s clumsy, but I couldn't help but laugh at how desperate the situation felt.
It reminds me a bit of the energy in Rival Romeos, just with more coats and hats. There’s a complete lack of tension, which is odd for a spy movie, but the comedy is just silly enough to keep you from turning it off.
The lighting in the second half is bizarre. One minute it’s bright as day, the next it looks like they filmed it inside a coal bin. It’s imperfect, sure, but it feels like a real movie made by real people who just wanted to get it done by the weekend.
Don't look for a deep message here. You won't find one. It’s just a weird, dusty little time capsule that happened to fall off the shelf. 🍿