The Interrupted Honeymoon: A Chaotic Mess of Doors and Bad Luck

Is it worth your time?

Honestly, only if you have a soft spot for 1930s British farce that moves at a frantic, almost headache-inducing pace. If you hate characters who can't just say what they mean, you will probably want to walk out of the room after ten minutes.

It feels like a play trapped in a film camera. Everyone is shouting their lines like they are trying to reach the back row of a theater balcony.

The vibe

The whole movie is just a series of rooms and corridors. It’s claustrophobic in a way that feels intentional, but also kind of cheap. There is this one scene where a waiter just stands there holding a tray for way too long while two people argue about nothing. The silence is almost funny, but then the movie forces a punchline that lands with a dull thud. 🙄

Some random notes

• Claude Hulbert is constantly doing that wide-eyed, 'I have no idea what's happening' look. It works for a bit, then it just gets exhausting.
• The pacing is erratic. It goes from 0 to 100 in two seconds, then hits a brick wall of dialogue for five minutes.
• The furniture takes a beating. There is a lot of frantic running into chairs.

It reminded me a bit of the frantic energy in Stand Up and Cheer!, though nowhere near as musical. It lacks that polish, which is actually kind of refreshing in a weird way. It's not trying to be high art. It's just trying to be loud.

Final thoughts

It’s not a masterpiece. It’s not even a particularly good movie by modern standards. But there’s something honest about how messy it is. It doesn't pretend to be more than a silly romp. Sometimes, you just need to watch people trip over their own feet for an hour. Don't look for deep meaning here. You won't find it. Just enjoy the chaos, or don't. It doesn't care either way.