Review of The Long, Long Trailer

I guess I was a great deal younger then, when I first saw this movie. I remembered the rocks taken along despite Desi's instruction and the tension he had piloting all that tonnage. I was really looking forward to a wonderful, nostalgic romp from the past. Instead, I received a reality check. The sight gags didn't tickle my funny bone, I found Lucy's failure to take any responsibility for endangering their lives with her boulder collection somewhat an antidote to humor, and I looked for, and didn't see, any on-screen chemistry between these two. There was none of the sparkle of romance, and mere lip service to their repeatedly foiled honeymoon. It was far too easy to forget they were newlyweds. I found myself looking to identify each of the old cars (did you see that 46 Buick? the 50 Studebaker?) instead of letting myself be drawn into the movie. And I began worrying about that poor 53 Mercury more than was conducive to enjoying the movie.