F. E. Miller and Mantan Moreland are cooling their heels in jail. Miller reads in the paper that Moreland's uncle has died and left him his hotel. So they set up in the business, with Miller as the manager, Moreland as the bellhop, an an assortment of strange guests in this nicely done comedy.
It's a mix of stage business, two-act routines. And camera trickery, that suggests to me Abbott & Costello and HELLZAPOPPIN. Of course, the rhythms are different, and the six-day shooting schedule holds down the execution, but the rat-a-tat pace of gags keeps things moving along nicely.
It's directed by William Beaudine, not a name to conjure with except to make mock, but here he demonstrates his facility for making bricks without straw, given some talent.
It's a mix of stage business, two-act routines. And camera trickery, that suggests to me Abbott & Costello and HELLZAPOPPIN. Of course, the rhythms are different, and the six-day shooting schedule holds down the execution, but the rat-a-tat pace of gags keeps things moving along nicely.
It's directed by William Beaudine, not a name to conjure with except to make mock, but here he demonstrates his facility for making bricks without straw, given some talent.