Review of Mess Production

. . . things are likely to get bolted, glued, nailed or screwed. Over the centuries, many male critics have discounted Olive as a proper representation of American Womanhood, sniping that she's as flat as a broad. Though Popeye and the brute-soon-to-be-known-as-Brutus fight tooth & nail over Olive's skimpy-to-nonexistent charms, neither tar gets out of the batter's box with her, let alone finding a way to reach first base safely. MESS PRODUCTION is probably the closest Olive ever comes to being Czech-mated. After the future Brutus saddles her with a fractured skull concussion, Olive sleepwalks a robotic manufacturing line and narrowly avoids being maimed by a humongous turning screw.