I guess in order to fully appreciate the likes of Bob Hope as a comedian (and admit that he's a funny guy), it all comes down to something of an acquired taste. But, with that said, even after seeing him in a number of films, I still haven't come anywhere near to acquiring that taste of total appreciation for this dude.
To me, Bob Hope, far too often, comes across as being one of the driest, most bland, and most unfunny comics of his era. In fact, there are moments when Hope's screen-persona gives me the creeps, big-time, especially when his character is required (amongst other things) to be a hot-blooded lover-boy type to some semi-smouldering babe.
From my point of view, Hope's apparent male-magnetism and believability as a virile specimen of raw manhood registers (on a scale of 1-10) at about 2. And 2 is also about the very same position where Hope's appeal as an all-round comic seems to sit, as well.
In "Where There's Life", Hope is radio personality, Michael Valentine, on WKDC in New York.
Valentine soon finds out (in a roundabout way) that he is the long-lost heir to the throne of the mythical kingdom of Borovia. This, in turn, makes him a target of spies, kidnapping, and death plots, as well as the desire of not one, but two, very determined women. (You go figure)
