Patsy's working at Rumplemeyer's Donut Shop in Brooklyn. By accident she catches Mr. Rumplemeyer's trousers in the donut machine as he's leaving to pick his niece who's arriving from the ... See full summary »
Patsy's working at Rumplemeyer's Donut Shop in Brooklyn. By accident she catches Mr. Rumplemeyer's trousers in the donut machine as he's leaving to pick his niece who's arriving from the old country, so he gives Patsy cab fare and sends her. She forgets her purse, so when she arrives at the immigration office, she can't pay the cabbie, who tells her he'll wait while the meter runs. Inside, Patsy finally finds the high-spirited Lyda, but by then, Patsy has sneaked into the holding area and may need a passport to get out. She hides in Lyda's trunk, but with the cabbie, a suspicious immigration officer, and a traffic cop buzzing around will uncle and niece ever connect? Written by
It's terrible....and about as charming as smallpox.
Among the worst shorts that the Hal Roach Studio produced were the Thelma Todd/Zasu Pitts films. They made quite a few but they just weren't particularly funny. Zasu's shtick was sounding like Olive Oyl with adenoids and eventually they decided to replace her with the loud and abrasive Patsy Kelly. This really wasn't much of an improvement and the series limped along. However, oddly, after the suspicious death of Thelma Todd, the brilliant minds at Roach decided to keep the series going by substituting the Polish actress Lyda Roberti in Todd's place--a very bizarre decision in hindsight. Why pick Roberti other than the fact that she, too, was a blonde?! With her heavy accent and lack of screen presence or talent, the series limped along...barely...until Roberti's very premature death.
Patsy is sent by her boss to pick up a lady from the boat. The lady turns out to be Lyda and they get into some very contrived trouble--and none of it's particularly funny. There's a running gag about a cop and a cabbie and Patsy pretending to be a foreigner (oh, it is BAD). None of it is funny and you just wonder why Lyda was there in the first place--she was about as entertaining as smallpox and barely spoke the language. She and Patsy are so terrible together that the film manages to make the Kelly-Todd films look great by comparison. Dreadful.
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