Barber in New York City inherits his great aunt's estate in Europe, but arrives only to find a run-down residence and thirteen matching chairs. Upon selling the chairs to a local antique store, he finds a note telling him that one of the chairs holds $100K under the yellow upholstery. Would-be screwball farce is missing most of its screws, however the cast is intriguing. This served as the final film of actress Sharon Tate before her murder in August 1969; if the movie is no longer very funny, at least we get a good look at this beauty near the end of her life. Tossing off quips and jumping into pools and beds, Tate is very frisky and cute, but hasn't much of a character to play. The narrative is so gloppy, we can't even be sure how other mercenary players find out about the hidden treasure, and lead Vittorio Gassman doesn't have the loose body language needed for an arms-flailing farce. Portions of the film are well-directed, though with so much cutting, over-dubbing, and globe-trotting, it isn't any wonder the picture leaves viewers exhausted and unsatisfied. ** from ****
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