A couple of laughs punctuate this slapdash and brainlessly silly (even for Bob Hope standards) comedy oater. Very standard fare, though it looks great on DVD.
Was there ever a more lifeless starlet in the forties than Jane Russell? She always looks like a prostitute in the sack checking her watch every five seconds. She does absolutely nothing in this picture but look bored and full of contempt. And Hope tries and tries to be funny but mostly just falls flat. One exception is the lead-up to the gunfight when he mixes up the instructions on how to approach the killer while trying to keep them straight in his head. This routine was stolen and re-tooled to better effect a few years later for Danny Kaye in The Court Jester.
The bit with the cat made me laugh too, and Hope singing 'Buttons and Bows' is notable, but other than that I'd only recommend this film if you have insomnia
Was there ever a more lifeless starlet in the forties than Jane Russell? She always looks like a prostitute in the sack checking her watch every five seconds. She does absolutely nothing in this picture but look bored and full of contempt. And Hope tries and tries to be funny but mostly just falls flat. One exception is the lead-up to the gunfight when he mixes up the instructions on how to approach the killer while trying to keep them straight in his head. This routine was stolen and re-tooled to better effect a few years later for Danny Kaye in The Court Jester.
The bit with the cat made me laugh too, and Hope singing 'Buttons and Bows' is notable, but other than that I'd only recommend this film if you have insomnia