Look, I get it. The humour is broad, and hammy - and really, really old school Jewish. It's like vaudeville. Roger Corman's direction isn't great. He just sort of puts the camera there. But he could harness Charles Griffith who has a clever idea, wonderful structure and off the wall ideas. The basic concept of course but side gags like a cop whose kid has died, and the odd characters like Dick Miller eating flowers and Jack Nicholson loving pain.
It's rough and broad and mad but still holds up.
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