Lady Booby alias "Belle" (Ann-Margret), the lively wife of the fat landed squire Sir Thomas Booby (Peter Bull), has a lusty eye on the attractive, intelligent villager Joseph Andrews (Peter Firth), a Latin pupil and protégé of Parson Adams (Sir Michael Hordern), and makes him their footman. Joseph's heart belongs to a country girl, foundling Fanny Goodwill (Natalie Ogle), but his masters take him on a fashionable trip to Bath, where the spoiled society comes mainly to see and be seen, yet Sir Thomas really seeks relief for his sick foot, but drowns in the famous Roman baths. When the all but grieving lady finds Joseph's Christian virtue and true love resist her lusting passes just as well as the many ladies who fancy her footman, she fires the boy. On his way back on foot, he falls prey to highwaymen who rob him of everything, even the clothes on his back. He's found and nursed by an innkeeper's maid, which stirs lusts there, again besides his honorable conduct, but is found by the good Parson. Meanwhile, the lady consents to her cousin marrying below his station when learning the fiancée is Joseph's sister, Pamela (Karen Dotrice). The Parson barely escapes a wicked gentleman's totally unjust, all but gentle justice after being accused of the attempted rape committed by a squire he actually prevented, and comes to learn ever more about a relevant child-theft by Gypsies, but meanwhile, he, Joseph, and Fanny, fall prey again to the rapist's utter debauchery.
Trailer
Pemeran
Tony Richardson
Director
Ann-Margret
Lady Booby
Peter Firth
Joseph Andrews
Michael Hordern
Parson Adams
Beryl Reid
Mrs. Slipslop
Jim Dale
The Pedlar
Natalie Ogle
Fanny
Peter Bull
Sir Thomas Booby
Kenneth Cranham
The Wicked Squire
Karen Dotrice
Pamela
James Villiers
Mr. Booby
Norman Rossington
Gaffer Andrews
Patsy Rowlands
Gammer Andrews
Murray Melvin
Beau Didapper
Ronald Pickup
Mr. Wilson
Penelope Wilton
Mrs. Wilson
Peggy Ashcroft
Lady Tattle
Pauline Jameson
Lady Tittle
Timothy West
Mr. Tow-Wouse
Tony Richardson
Writer
Allan Scott
Writer
Chris Bryant
Writer
Henry Fielding
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Joseph Andrews
"Joseph Andrews" would be just another comical period piece if it were not for the fantastic performace of Ann-Margret who's comical timing is never off once. Her accent is flawless and she looks terrific as always! A-M makes "Joseph Andrews" the classic it should be.
18th century romp with Peter Firth as the titular Joseph, unclear on his family lineage and forced to undertake various adventures usually to save the honour of his beloved Fanny (Natalie Ogle). Full of wigs, gout and heaving bosoms, this attempt by director Richardson to do Tom Jones again, has its charms, but ultimately the sum of its parts, often fun as they are, do not make for a full and compelling romp. There is a wonderful display of British character actors on show here which helps, but in the end it is all rather a mess and a bit of a disappointment.
There's one or two disturbing moments in this film, but overall a very British earthiness is apparent in the rhythm, tone, and incidents of the film. The costumes and make-up are both a delight and (as best I know) historically accurate. Not that they're always wearing costumes.... Lots of top notch English actors (Peter Firth, young - and ludicrously pretty - here, hasn't stopped since). The reversals of fortune probably owe more to Fielding than the scriptwriter, and are a reminder that soap opera has a long history, under whatever name. -- For those who don't understand the term "double entendre", the shot of Ann-Margret's character lovingly swallowing the full length of an asparagus dipped in oil should about clear it up.
Funny, I never could get into Tom Jones. That it won Best Picture is a wonder to me. I just found it messy, badly filmed and edited and mostly incomprehensible. Joseph Andrews, however, is a different matter; I laughed heartily and found the whole thing to be what Tom Jones failed to be: a genuinely entertaining bawdy riot. How this film is so lowly rated mystifies me. Everything seems right, especially Ann Margaret who acts her skirt off (literally), and Peter Firth at least looks young and desirable, unlike Albert Finny who always looked too old to be romping around in the woods making a goose of himself. Such a shame this film isn't better known and more often shown.
