Harvey Hunnicutt is the stereotypical used car salesman: a fast talker who, to put it politely, is prone to stretching the truth about the cars he sells. He buys a used car from an old gentleman paying him far less that it's worth. After the deal, the old man tells him the car is haunted. Soon, Harvey finds that he can only tell the truth. Not only to customers but even to his wife as well. When he tries to sell the man's car he finds the perfect customer. Written by
The title refers to the oath given a witness before a trial or deposition that he will tell the "truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth". See more »
Hunnicut puts a cigar on the bar rail when going to talk to a pair, but during the opening narration in the same spot, it's missing. See more »
Couldn't happen, you say? Far-fetched? Way-out? Tilt-of-center? Possible. But the next time you buy an automobile, if it happens to look as if it had just gone through the Battle of the Marne, and the seller is ready to throw into the bargain one of his arms, be particularly careful in explaining to the boss about your grandmother's funeral, when you are actually at Chavez Ravine watching the Dodgers. It'll be a fact that you are the proud possessor of an instrument of truth ...
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Every show, no matter how successful, fires a few blanks. This is one of them. It's about a used car salesman/dealer who finds himself with a car that forces him to tell the truth. Of course, the truth is the end of his business as he drives customer after customer away. It also affects his personal life. This is an interesting premise that has carried through to modern movies. The thing that dooms this one is when it gets into topical politics. Not only have we lost our connection (unless you're as old as I am), but the whole conclusion is so far fetched that it is beyond reasonable belief. There is also a talky lack of a spark here. It sort of drones on.
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