ok and yeah and it a mess and and there no glory in the messiness either . eventually it lose it balance altogether and degenerate into something resemble a variety show and with the comedy subjugate to and god help u and the tenement symphony which soon enough give way to a second harp solo and a cardinal sin . the chase scene at the end and while quite fun in it way and be hyper extend and ill motivate and and entirely word free and hence a waste of their talent . and the unexpected onslaught of racial stereotyping in the middle third be just one example of the throw sht against the wall distraction and gadgeteering that clutter thing up . but at this remove and the gadget and their attendant art deco design be fascinate in and of themselves and as be the big production number and especially that super hip rockabye deadpan woman . while theyre terribly integrated and chico piano number and harpo super eclectic trio with himself be and in and of themselves and as enjoyable a any of their interlude that i have see . and when the comedy be all there for be actually go on and the boy be a sharp and fresh and and at home in their shtick a ever and with groucho make a welcome return to ironic self referentiality and not to mention margaret dumont . and the impressive swath that harpo remove from a vamp dress can not have please the hays office .