Review – A Night in Casablanca

Whoa, way too much plot here. When the Marx Brothers are turned loose to do their tried-and-true shtick, this is as good as any other Marx movie. Indeed, some of the routines bear more than a passing resemblance to bits from earlier productions. But trouble creeps in when someone (without any real evidence, I suspect the studio) decides to throw in a ton of dramatic plot elements closely paralleling the movie that shares the last word of this one’s title. The nicest thing I have to say about that move is that it was completely unnecessary. Other than the unwanted intrusion of a semi-serious story line, the only really disappointing thing about this is that by 1946 the guys were looking old and at least a little sick of the same old same old. But hey, who can blame them? Mildly amusing