So beautifully shot, so lean, so wonderfully acted by Nicolas Cage - before he had to save the world in everything - and ace Holly Hunter. Its farcical, it’s slapsticky, it’s daft, it’s brilliant. Former criminal Cage falls in love with cop Hunter. They need baby. The local furniture magnate and his wife have just had quintuplets. Surely they wouldn’t miss one?
Not the multi-Eddie Murphy fart-tastic superb. Rather the far superior 1963 version with the genius of Jerry Lewis. The story is much very same but Jerry Lewis plays an uber-nerd who becomes suave sophisticate Buddy Love once he’s knocked back his concoction. Much preferred to the fat shaming for the later version. The scene with the pocket watch gets me every available free time. I almost forgive Jerry Lewis’s views on female comedians. Almost, but not particularly.
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