Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Duck Soup

This was my first -- and hopefully last -- experience with the Marx Brothers: Groucho, Harpo, Chico, and Zeppo. The plot, not that it matters, follows Rufus T. Firefly, a punning wiseacre, who becomes the leader of the country of Freedonia and leads it into war. Most of the jokes are of the "That shirt looks very becoming on you" variety, except dumber. And the silent Chico, who honks horns and uses scissors to limited comedic effect, is almost as annoying as the star of "Happy-Go-Lucky." I suspect these guys were their generation's Rodney Dangerfield: inexplicably appreciated.

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