Seems Stanley Kramer's idea of comedy was to make something very big and very loud and not a bit funny. He should have let Blake Edwards direct, as he has had much better luck with this genre. The true travesty of this mess is to see the great Spencer Tracy lower himself this much. I guess he really needed the money. It's also quite sad to see real comic geniuses like Winters and Caesar stoop this low. This film really makes me want to cry!