Road To Morocco (1942) :
Brief Review -
Bob Hope and Bing Crosby set the Moroccan desert on fire with a hysterical "Road To.." franchise comedy. The "Road to.." franchise, featuring the deadly duo of Bob Hope and Bing Crosby, was all about fun and madness. You can't look for logic, or they'll just kill you with their words. The previous best comedy I remember from this franchise was "Road To Utopia" (1945). I went wrong with the line-up, but I don't think that matters much here. So, the Utopia flick was goddamn hilarious, as the characters and plot just went wild. In Road To Morocco, the idea is again mad enough, but very predictable. Jeff and Turkey are cast away on a desert shore, and the first conflict in the film sees Turkey getting sold into slavery to a princess by his own friend Jeff. The princess wishes to marry him, but this nuptial process hasn't got anything to do with the love-it relationship. It's her personal agenda, based on some astronomical tricks. Jeff also gets interested in the princess, so now it's a battle between two friends to win her. But wait, is this wedding really going to be prosperous? Let's not spoil the fun. Bob Hope has got some solid punchlines here, and he makes sure every single one hits your stomach. He might have won an Academy Award if they had any special category for such nonsense and hysterical characters. From man-to-man stuff to goose-and-peacock comparisons, he is just unbeatable. Aunt Lucy's 'Here comes Mr. Jordan' didn't harm Robert Montgomery, I guess. Crosby got some finger jokes too, though his character is not that hilarious. Hope and Crosby's fun pair strikes laughter-mine again. Bing's typical musical gesture was always welcomed. Dorothy Lamour looks gorgeous, and I don't see anyone playing the Arab king better than Anthony Quinn. Overall, it's a fine musical comedy, as director David Butler cooks it with a regular recipe of traditional franchise fun.
RATING - 7/10*
By - #samthebestest.
Bob Hope and Bing Crosby set the Moroccan desert on fire with a hysterical "Road To.." franchise comedy. The "Road to.." franchise, featuring the deadly duo of Bob Hope and Bing Crosby, was all about fun and madness. You can't look for logic, or they'll just kill you with their words. The previous best comedy I remember from this franchise was "Road To Utopia" (1945). I went wrong with the line-up, but I don't think that matters much here. So, the Utopia flick was goddamn hilarious, as the characters and plot just went wild. In Road To Morocco, the idea is again mad enough, but very predictable. Jeff and Turkey are cast away on a desert shore, and the first conflict in the film sees Turkey getting sold into slavery to a princess by his own friend Jeff. The princess wishes to marry him, but this nuptial process hasn't got anything to do with the love-it relationship. It's her personal agenda, based on some astronomical tricks. Jeff also gets interested in the princess, so now it's a battle between two friends to win her. But wait, is this wedding really going to be prosperous? Let's not spoil the fun. Bob Hope has got some solid punchlines here, and he makes sure every single one hits your stomach. He might have won an Academy Award if they had any special category for such nonsense and hysterical characters. From man-to-man stuff to goose-and-peacock comparisons, he is just unbeatable. Aunt Lucy's 'Here comes Mr. Jordan' didn't harm Robert Montgomery, I guess. Crosby got some finger jokes too, though his character is not that hilarious. Hope and Crosby's fun pair strikes laughter-mine again. Bing's typical musical gesture was always welcomed. Dorothy Lamour looks gorgeous, and I don't see anyone playing the Arab king better than Anthony Quinn. Overall, it's a fine musical comedy, as director David Butler cooks it with a regular recipe of traditional franchise fun.
RATING - 7/10*
By - #samthebestest.