A couple of of New Yorkers wind up in Mexico with an elephant and
hold on.. Let's back up here. Why did they wind up in Mexico? And why on earth do they have an elephant? These questions are established at the very beginning of this mess of a movie, which details the two winding up in a Mexican carnival trying to sell of the animal to the fair owners, but the fair owners are wondering if they can afford the elephant. Soon, one of the two is falling in love with the daughter of the fair owner, but he might have some skeletons in the closet that she doesn't know about. Fairly ridiculous premise, badly badly titled, somewhat stereotypical characters, cheesy songs they don't bother to get into til the final 10 minutes of the movie, and a lame LAME ending that somehow conveniently wraps the plot up by bringing in characters out of nowhere just to get everything finished. Pretty bad.. Avoid.
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