After two sailors are conned into buying a lame race-horse, they go ashore to sort out the problem, but when they realize that the horse is one of a pair of identical twins, their plan for revenge becomes more complicated.
Casino operator Johnny Lamb hires down-on-her-luck socialite Lucille Sutton as his casino hostess, in order to help her and to improve casino income. But Lamb's pals fear he may follow ... See full summary »
Doctor Hugo Hackenbush, Tony, and Stuffy try and save Judy's farm by winning a big race with her horse. There are a few problems. Hackenbush runs a high priced clinic for the wealthy who don't know he has his degree in Veterinary Medicine. Written by
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In the finale, Groucho Marx sings one line of a song called "I've Got a Message from the Man in the Moon." The entire song was filmed but not used in the final cut. See more »
During the water festival, Gil's singing is often unsynchronised with his lip movements. See more »
[Stuffy is getting an examination]
[Stuffy opens his mouth, but says nothing]
[Stuffy does the same thing]
[Stuffy does the same thing. Dr. Hackenbush starts to leave]
What are you doing?
I'm going to get my ears checked. I'm deaf.
You're not deaf. It's just him.
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Having picked them up after their Paramount period, MGM seems to have decided it didn't trust the Marx Brothers. Just as with most modern studio products there's a feeling of a package designed by committee, in which everyone is guaranteed to dislike something. Did MGM execs seriously think people who didn't find the Marxes funny would come along to see the production numbers?
It's a movie of loosely strung-together set-pieces (of course), and one wants to watch individual scenes rather than sit through the whole show. Groucho's mastery of verbal and physical comedy remains immensely compelling and Harpo is an excellent clown, but the plot is rather tiresome as well as being (of course) total nonsense, and the male romantic lead (Allan Jones) is a prize bore to end all prize bores. There's a surplus of production values at the expense of pace, and the musical sections seem to have wandered in from several other films, none of them awfully good.
MGM simply hedged too many bets, and it's already clear the formula hasn't much of a future. One has to treasure this film for enshrining some iconic comedy routines, but it feels less like a shrine than a sarcophagus.
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