Jack Benny is almost always worth seeing, especially when he has material tailored for him by his own writers, as he had here. He joshes with William Lundigan, the Chrysler announcer, who corrects his English (an old Benny joke, recycled from radio days).
He trades quips with Gale Storm and Lawrence Welk (who is pretty stiff) and a marionette even uglier than Waylan Flowers' Madame (an early effort of Sid Krofft before his Puff'n'Stuff success).
There's a long sketch in a nightclub where Hedy Lamarr hires Jack's detective to find a nuclear scientist, during which a lack of tables to be seated is solved when two guests shoot each other.
This was filmed during the time Jack was playing violin seriously with orchestras around the country to raise money for their pension fund, which gets a modest and jokey mention.
The best joke is Jack's, who claims his singing prowess is such that if he put down his violin and oiled his hips, he could be another Elvis!
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