Laughed more in one minute with Groucho than I did in ninety of Tony Randall. In other words, a not very funny and too broad/obvious satire, with annoying devices like interrupting the film and breaking the fourth wall, as well as a general smugness in its attack on TV as inferior to movies. I mean, it's not like Hollywood at the time this was made, just coming off a HUAC high, was a paragon of enlightenment. The only reason I give it six rather than four stars is 'cause of Blondell and Mansfield both of whom bring a much needed dose of humanity, if not comedy, to the rather dopey proceedings.
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