The Alan Hackney/Boulting Brothers’ biting satire on febrile post-WW2 Britain opens with a commentary inside an exclusive London gentleman’s luxury club in May 1945. Where Peter Sellers is a post-lunch slumbering aged white-haired, wealthy upper class ‘City Type’ Sir John, awoken by a butler excitedly declaring that the war is finally won. Smug, Sir John rises and unsteadily leaves the room, and we are told, “this is the last we shall see of Sir John”. Symbolizing the passing of pre-war British class stability, and the rise of rebellious egalitarianism by the newly disrespectful ‘lower orders’ wanting more; having fought and died to win yet another war.