Of all the Pink Panther movies (at least the ones made while Peter Sellers was still alive), this one is by far the worst. I’m not saying it doesn’t have a moment or two. The first time I saw it (many years ago, when I was a kid) I laughed until I cried at the inflatable parrot sequence. And there’s some other Sellers / Edwards standard slapstick here. But for the most part this is a meandering, plot-free string of sight gags that don’t work on more than a visceral level, and most not even there. See if desperate
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