Picture the scene: Marty is on a holiday flight to Spain. Wearing sunglasses and with a white towel over his head, he thinks he looks cool. On his way to the john, he picks up a toy sub-machine gun a kid has dropped.
Before he can return it the plane hits an air pocket and Marty is propelled into the cockpit, where the crew take him for a would-be hijacker!
Later, our hero arrives in Spain to find the hotel he is booked into is not finished. Off he goes to a beach when he gets an unusual request from a topless British sunbather. A dog has made off with her bra so, ever the gallant rescuer, Marty agrees to ride a tandem back to the hotel with him seated behind her, holding sombreros over her breasts! All goes well until he spots an old friend and absent-mindedly doffs one of the hats!
This one-off silent comedy, shot on location, featured Marty Feldman doing what he was best at - visual comedy. His favourite support comedian John Junkin was at hand, cast as a smarmy hotel manager. It was one of Marty's last television projects; not long afterwards, he succumbed to the lure of Hollywood.
Before he can return it the plane hits an air pocket and Marty is propelled into the cockpit, where the crew take him for a would-be hijacker!
Later, our hero arrives in Spain to find the hotel he is booked into is not finished. Off he goes to a beach when he gets an unusual request from a topless British sunbather. A dog has made off with her bra so, ever the gallant rescuer, Marty agrees to ride a tandem back to the hotel with him seated behind her, holding sombreros over her breasts! All goes well until he spots an old friend and absent-mindedly doffs one of the hats!
This one-off silent comedy, shot on location, featured Marty Feldman doing what he was best at - visual comedy. His favourite support comedian John Junkin was at hand, cast as a smarmy hotel manager. It was one of Marty's last television projects; not long afterwards, he succumbed to the lure of Hollywood.
