Put two of the biggest hams in all of movidom in a movie worthy of many revisions, toss in a few loose hungry actors who don't know what to do but eat up any remaining slices of ham and chew the fat while they're at it. A tour de force for the redoubtable Moorehead and Price, who never met a movie he didn't want to eat up, sight unseen. But all seriousness aside, Moorehead is a delicious actress who you have to pull the reins on from time to time to keep her on track, so she is always interesting to see, mostly. Price made too many movies just for the hell of it and could not be reined in at any cost. It had an easy, unkempt appearance as if someone had a wager with someone else to determine who could write a worse screenplay and photograph it with a blind's eye to anything attractive. Actually, it was kind of cute, with all their unnecessary gesticulations and rantings and ravings. They looked as if they were all having a grand time and couldn't wait for the end of the day when they could all kick off their shoes, lay back and meet up with the Marx Bros. And tie one on.
