What I remember most about this film is being unable to watch it. The script seemed to be a horrible miasma of incomprehensible non sequiturs, with the point being to laugh at the foreign guy. I recall being appalled while watching "Taxi" that Americans found Andy Kaufman's Latka so hilarious, when it seemed that Kaufman was playing the guy as sincerely terrified of the world he found himself in. Similarly, Bronson Pinchot's foreign characters (here, his Italian bellboy is in his native land, but all of the other characters were British, I think) just don't seem to be humorous. I can't recall a less enjoyable movie, which is strange, because the cast is a fine one, particularly Dudley Moore and Brian Brown. Perhaps I did have some kind of flu that night, but I really blame it on the movie.
Review of Blame It on the Bellboy
