After a charming series of movies starring Debbie Reynolds and Sandra Dee, this fourth entry in the series is an unmitigated disaster. The steady, professional actors who populated earlier movies are gone. The dialogue, in which Tammy's language is composed of archaic usage and quotes from the King James' Bible is replaced with bilge straight from Hee Haw and the plots, in which Tammy's naive goodness brings out the goodness in others is replaced with Grandpappy discovering his multiply-great grandfather has a deed to half the county and a pair of blonde witches out to nail the 'millionaire' of the title who manage to combine the most annoying parts of Larchmont Lockjaw and bad hillbilly accents.
Debby Watson mugs her way through the role of Tammy, people fall into the mud every so often and the whole thing is an utterly miserable waste of time. Go watch Hee Haw reruns. At least the music is good.
Debby Watson mugs her way through the role of Tammy, people fall into the mud every so often and the whole thing is an utterly miserable waste of time. Go watch Hee Haw reruns. At least the music is good.