Lunch Hour

Further evidence that, indeed, sexual intercourse didn't begin until 1963, as Field and Stephens, frustrated office colleagues, vainly seek somewhere to bonk. In fact the whole piece is redolent of the early '60s (post-Austerity, pre-Swinging), from its Theatre of the Absurd affectations to the way it manages to be simultaneously liberating and oppressive. It's also quite amateurish, going unreleased at the time and only latterly, some 40 years on, finding a niche as late night TV fodder for cine-socio-nostalgists.