This one is pretty lame.

Maybe I will rewatch it someday and extol its hidden splendor.

But it’s not bloody likely.

Tony Curtis drags this film down with his horrible performance.

[like a photocopy of a fax of a teletype of his turn in Some Like It Hot]

Curtis is positively not funny in this film.

Or charming.

Or anything redeeming whatsoever.

He sucks.

Which isn’t much help for Jerry Lewis.

And as uber-talented as Lewis is, Jerry can’t salvage this last picture he made for producer Hal B. Wallis.

And perhaps Jerry didn’t really care to anyway.

Fuck it.

Just get the contract over with.

Suffice it to say, this film is fairly godawful in just about every way.

Even character actor Thelma Ritter [Rear Window] has one of her final performances ruined by this vacuous vehicle.

Bad film.

Not recommended.

 

-PD