From the tone of this review, you may be surprised to learn that I recognize Bob Hope as one of the all-time greatest comedy stars. In terms of film, however, I put 1963 as the end of the impressive part of Hope's career. It was about that time that Hope changed his film persona into trying to be a sort of hip almost-swinger. And movie scripts began looking more like television scripts. And this film is certainly in that category. If you're going to watch this, get ready for a constant stream of one-liners, rather than a well-written script. But is that any surprise since the director was Fred DeCordova...Johnny Carson's "Tonight Show" producer.? The premise here had possibilities -- Hope's young daughter (Tuesday Weld) is in love with a...what shall I call him...too clean cut to be a hippy, but (Frankie Avalon). So he has his company transfer to Sweden, where of course she falls in love with a...what shall I call him...a progressive thinker in terms of sexuality (Jeremy Slate). So Hope calls in reinforcements...back to Frankie Avalon.
As stated, Hope is all too full of one liners here. There's not good script for him to follow. You could get the same patter on his television shows. But films are supposed to be more than television. Dina Merrill, whom I always thought was underrated, has a nothing part here. Sort of a place filler as Hope's love interest. Quite disappointing. Tuesday Weld's role is fine, just nothing special. And Frankie Avalon is trying to be a sort of outcast...who isn't.
And then there are the shooting locales which are so not-Sweeden-ish.
You can take Sweeden, ya ya ya, but if I were you, I'd pass it up saying no, no, no. You might find more laughs in a 1960s sitcom. My "6" here is a tad bit generous.
As stated, Hope is all too full of one liners here. There's not good script for him to follow. You could get the same patter on his television shows. But films are supposed to be more than television. Dina Merrill, whom I always thought was underrated, has a nothing part here. Sort of a place filler as Hope's love interest. Quite disappointing. Tuesday Weld's role is fine, just nothing special. And Frankie Avalon is trying to be a sort of outcast...who isn't.
And then there are the shooting locales which are so not-Sweeden-ish.
You can take Sweeden, ya ya ya, but if I were you, I'd pass it up saying no, no, no. You might find more laughs in a 1960s sitcom. My "6" here is a tad bit generous.