Bank teller and widower with seven kids, Bob Hope finds $10,000 in a parking lot. His luck quickly changes when it's discovered that his bank discovers a substantial money shortage in their... See full summary »
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Bank teller and widower with seven kids, Bob Hope finds $10,000 in a parking lot. His luck quickly changes when it's discovered that his bank discovers a substantial money shortage in their books. Now Hope and his large family are forced to take it on the lam. His children's baby-sitter Phyllis Diller protects Hope from her dim-witted cop boyfriend Jonathan Winters while he hides out, hoping to get to the true cause of his dilemma. Past and future "Bond Girls" Shirley Eaton ("Goldfinger") and Jill St. John ("Diamonds Are Forever") play a schoolteacher and a gold-digger and Winters plays his own mother! Written by
At one point, Golda (Phyllis Diller) tells Henry (Bob Hope), "Boy, did you get a wrong number!" "Boy, did I get a wrong number!" is the title of a 1966 film starring Bob Hope. See more »
After Golda comes in on the fire truck, Dimsdale's oldest daughter walked out of the kitchen wearing black shoes. When she walks back in the kitchen they are white. See more »
[trying to show off her new dress while her siblings are busily enjoying their own new things]
Well, with this family I might as well walk around naked.
Ah, you said a dirty word.
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Stagnant Bob Hope vehicle...one part light comedy, one part silly slapstick
Try as he might, Bob Hope just couldn't change with the times. With "Eight on the Lam"--for a few minutes anyway--Hope seems on the verge of creating an actual character, but he is ultimately defeated by the script. Story has a widower banker with seven children stumbling across 10 G's in a supermarket parking lot; while he decides what to do with the money, the head of the local bank where he's employed blames Hope for a shortage in the receipts. After an airy, funny opening, the plot suddenly becomes illogical and foolish. One (or possibly more) of the four writers credited with this project were obviously instructed to concoct his part of the screenplay from a Bob Hope Comedy Rulebook. Screwball chases and kooky disguises take away all that was charming from the earliest part of the picture, and Bob's wisecracks get more and more desperate. Results aren't shameful, though they are depressing. Director George Marshall gets a likable, easy rhythm going...and then fritters it away on corny gags and Hope in drag. ** from ****
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