The minute Funny Girl went into the black a sequel was on the cards and like most sequels it had a mountain to climb and barely made it to base camp. It's difficult to blame producer Ray Stark for wanting to squeeze extra mileage out of his mother-in-law Fanny Brice and although Brice was either unknown or had been forgotten when Funny Girl opened on Broadway both the show and the subsequent film brought her to the attention of a new audience so on paper why not a sequel. Thanks to the dubious association of the words Billy Rose and lyricist - the smart money says he 'bought' the lyrics with which he is credited from more talented writers - the film is laced with quality numbers on the order of More Than You Know, It's Only A Paper Moon, Me And My Shadow, etc and Streisand can certainly put a song across but somehow this fails to jell and weighs in at a good twenty minutes too long. Worth seeing .... once.
Review of Funny Lady
