The Monthly Film Bulletin wrote: "This extravaganza is so chaotic and inconsequential in construction and presentation that it is almost surrealist, with Jack Jackson and his son Malcolm clowning around rather abysmally in between presenting clips from old films (to introduce Charlie Kunz and Frances Day, for example), cabaret artistes (including an Indian female fire-eater), and a handful of crooners and rock'n'rollers, concluding with a "beat" session. Fans of Jack Jackson's style of radio disc-jockeying may find his fooling and patter to their taste, but the humour is decidedly poverty-stricken – for example, "What's this fly doing in my drink?" . . . "The breast stroke, by the look of it!" The sole redeeming feature is a guest appearance by Peter Sellers in an all too brief sketch, parodying the American military."[4]