Dear me, Laurel (Bronson Pinchot) and Oliver (Gailard Sartain) are STILL always in another fine mess. Making their own fliers at the library, they run out of the book stacks without paying for copies, to the great chagrin of the much put-upon librarian. Even though this lady vows the duo will be charged, she ends up bicycling into the river when their antics make her lose control. Meanwhile, the accident prone twosome meet up with a beautiful professor's daughter, Leslie, and Oliver is smitten. This woman soon needs their help, as her father (F. Murray Abraham), also an archaeologist, receives a mummy's sarcophagus from Egypt. Ah, but the mummy awakens and starts threatening the populace but especially Leslie. However, this gal only has eyes for another businessman. IF Stan and Oliver can prove this entrepreneur is up to no good AND protect Les, will her affections be transferred to Ollie? This is a delightful film, with Pinchot and Sartain doing just marvelously in roles with shoes that are hard to fill. Their voices, too, are perfect and Pinchot has the wacky facial expressions down pat. Naturally, Abraham is great, although underused, and the rest of the cast quite nice. Viewers will love the Manhattan sets, costumes, well-conceived script, and tight direction as well. Have you always wished for MORE Laurel and Hardy films, when you thought it wasn't possible to get them? This is your lucky day when you discover this little flick.