| Entertaining, but... |
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| written by MBreslau |
June 23, 2012 - 6:49 AM PDT |
In 1930, someone hadn't figured out how to make a Marx brothers film. This epic is laden with superfluous musical numbers (a poor man's Gilbert and Sullivan), a plot that is spotty at best, and it cannot decide if it's a comedy, a mystery, a romance, or whatever. By trying to please everybody, it pleases very few.
That said, it does have the Marx brothers - and that counts for a lot. It has a number of classic Groucho lines (I once shot an elephant in my pajamas) and much brilliant sillyness. |
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