Walter Matthau is trying to pick off mob squealers with a rifle, but keeps getting interrupted by Jack Lemmon trying to kill himself in the adjoining room. That’s the hilarious premise of this misfiring Billy Wilder farce. When the nearest thing to a functioning comedy character is a sex therapist played by Klaus Kinski, perhaps it’s time to bring your illustrious career to as swift and dignified an end as possible before anything else like this happens. And to his credit, that’s exactly what the Viennese pixie did.
