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Falling asleep during the Paradise Coffee ("The Coffee that Makes You Sleep") Program, the band's third trumpeter dreams he's Athanael, an angel deputized to blow the Last Trumpet at ... See full summary »
In the 1600s, cowardly Sir Simon of Canterville flees a duel and seeks solace in the family castle. His ashamed father seals him in the room where he is hiding and dooms him to life as a ... See full summary »
Norman Z. McLeod
Trotter pollster Pete Marshall is trying to find a missing coworker. In a rural town he stumbles onto the roughian Fleagle family. Bert and Mert would just as soon "splatter" snoopers with their rifles. However, Ma Johnson focuses the family energies on finding cousin Bonnie Fleagle's $70,000 bank job stash, somewhere around the large old rickety house. Claire Matthews, the daughter of a man implicated in Bonnie's bank job, also comes in search of the money to try and clear her father's name. Marshall and Matthews team up to try and decode Grandma Fleagle's strange deathbed clue but with Mr. Johnson attempting to poison people and Bonnie Fleagle showing up herself after a prison escape, it's anybody's guess as to who will find the money first. Written by
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Grandma gives Pete a cross-stitched sampler on which is stitched a line of music to a nonsense song: "Honors flysis/Income beezis/Onches nobis/Inob keesis". See more »
MacMurray and Walker share an on screen romance, but they never actually kiss each other. In some close ups of MacMurray's left hand, you will notice that he is wearing his wedding ring during the course of the film. See more »
As a previous comment suggests, Fred MacMurray had the rare talent for both serious drama and comedy that Cary Grant had. (I've always thought James Garner could have been in that circle had he only gotten the right scripts.)
In the late '30s and early '40s Hollywood had fun with hillbillies (remember Judy Canova?). This is an example. The genre seems to have been put to bed with Deliverance, which took all the fun out of the backwoods.
There are too many set comic scenes in Murder, He Says to relate. It's simply a superb comedy-mystery. I guess my two favorite bits are where a desperate MacMurray pretends to see a ghost and the twins aren't just too sure he doesn't see one. Then there's the fall-out-of- your-chair comic turn where MacMurray sits in a box on the groggy body of one of his pursuers--whose protruding legs have a life of their own. You really have to be there. Why isn't this thing televised more often?
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