15 July 2006 | Calaboss
This movie is a Fiery Inferno!
An exceedingly annoying "comedy" that wears out its welcome almost as soon as the movie starts. Particularly that "Woo-hoo" nonsense one of the leads is continually blathering. A huge, steaming pot of stereotypes and overacting whose flavors refuse to mix. I'm sure that at some point somebody thought making this movie was a good idea, but if it ever was, that idea exploded on launch.
In 1930's Hollywood, potboiler throwaways like Marry The Girl were made quickly, cheaply, and by the hundreds. They'd play in theaters for a week or two and never be seen again (until Ted Turner got his own network and found out how cheaply they could be had). The scenes at the sanitorium couldn't be more confusing even if written by one of the patients. Everyone in the movie acts nuts. It would seem the only difference between being insane and being eccentric was, well.....nonexistent. The doctors, patients and visitors are all out of their minds, but only in a "silly" way. No catatonics or violent psychotics in sight.
If you can make it through the whole movie you'll be ready to commit yourself as well! Confused, slapdash, and thoroughly disconnected, this movie tries hard for laughs, but never gives the viewer anything more than a slightly queasy feeling. A little over an hour after the movie starts you'll begin to recover from what feels like a severe mental poisoning.
My favorite line has one of the characters thanking another for saving him from a "fiery inferno". The line was obviously bestowed on us by the Warner Bros. Department of Script Writing Redundancy Department.
Unless you are one of the few that have a passion for these Golden Moldy's, don't bother with this one. You'll be ticked off at the 68 minutes you'll never get back.