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The best Road Movie
This is Bing and Bob's finest and funniest road picture by a wide margin. Their interplay and chemistry together is shown to its best advantage here. Bing's two songs, "Moonlight Becomes You" and "Just Found a Hole in My Shoe" are catchy and wonderfully sung. Bob Hope is, as always, absolutely hilarious. His comedic timing is seriously under-rated. It's no wonder Woody Allen thinks he's the greatest movie comedian in history.

There are a number of inside jokes in this movie, and younger viewers will not understand the references to Bob's Pepsodent radio show, Bing's lousy horses and the Kraft Music Hall. But it's fast-paced, genuinely funny and a blast from first to last.

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They're Off on the road to Morocco!
This movie is really great. Bob, Bing, And Dorothy are, once again, in a strange world. This time it is a world of wealthy sheiks, desert princesses, and men who will buy a guys pal so you can pay for lunch. (The guy being Bing and the pal being Bob). After selling Bob, Bing's conscience gets the better of him, and he sets of in search of his friend. He recieves a note from the missing party telling how he is being horribly tortured. This hardens bob's resolution. Imagine his shock when he finds out the Bob is being treated like a king, and he is going to marry the beautiful Princess(Dorothy Lamour). The rest is history. It's full of chases, inside jokes, ad-libs, and a hilarious song where the boys and a mirage of Dorothy sing 'Moonlight becomes you' in each other's voices. My favorite song was 'Road to Morocco', And the scene where Bob becomes a "Full-fledged american idiot" Is priceless.A teriffic movie.

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"Overwrought intellectual analysis" notwithstanding
This movie is brilliantly quick-witted fun and is thoroughly unpretentious. It's about as serious as a jelly bean and only a fatuous, pseudo-intellectual would use a review of it as an opportunity to spout post-modernist drivel such as interpreting the audience inclusive familiarity in which the movie undeniably and hilariously indulges as an example of that sorry philosophy. Then again, though this movie would have to be warped to illustrate the point, there may be some validity to the claim "postmodernism has its roots in vaudevillian comedy", because there is no doubt that from its foundation up post-modernism is a joke. Nonetheless, to those of you who haven't seen this film, please don't let the backhanded compliments of some keep you from enjoying this wonderful movie. It is what it is - irreverent, joyful goofiness - and it will hopefully outlive the largely bankrupt ideas which have currency among contemporary Western intelligentsia.