Tom and Jerry in a haunted house
sounds like fun. Except that isn't what this is. Instead, Jerry gets a visit from yet another friend/relative, this time a magician/hypnotist who uses his uncanny powers on the cat whenever he causes the mice trouble.
Once again, Chuck Jones seems to have no feel for what is right in a Tom and Jerry cartoon, with the most ridiculous idea being Jerry's elevator in the fridge (which is almost as daft as the swimming pool in The Brothers Carry-mouse-off). I remember the good old days when all Jerry had was a sardine tin for a bed (I guess he must have won the lottery).
By now, I've gotten used to Jones' style of animation on T&J, but that doesn't mean I like it, and the same goes for the humour, which cannot hold a candle to the early Hanna-Barbera/Fred Quimby cartoons.
