Sixties movies don't come much zanier than Richard Lester's indefatigable battle-of-the-sexes comedy. Packed with Godard-esque jump-cuts, speeded-up antics, Goonish voiceovers and more throwaway gags than a binful of stand-ups, The Knack captures all the brittle exhilaration of Swinging London.
Rita Tushingham is the naïve provincial lass at large in the wicked city; Ray Brooks the practised seducer who gets her in his sights; and Michael Crawford (marginally less irritating than usual) the shy friend desperate to acquire his way with the ladies. Lester used a hidden camera to capture the startled reactions of passers-by, whose grouchy comments provide a disapproving Greek chorus.
Dated? Certainly, and the jokey treatment of rape now feels badly off-key. But the movie's sheer energy and high spirits ultimately win out.