Another hard-to-like ’70s Streisand screwball comedy, with Our Babs actually, let’s face it, Their Babs – as a wacky, motorbike-riding wife who supplements her hubby’s meagre cab driver’s wage with a bit of daytime prostitution. Belle de Jour, as Barry Norman would say at this point, this ain’t, but, as with the similar Up The Sandbox there’s curiosity value to be had in seeing would-be satirical slapstick fall completely flat on its baby booming arse.
Desperate Dan
August 1, 2009 at 11:38 pm
There is one good laugh, and that’s the bit with the cows in the cinema and what a member of the audience observes about the situation.