Frantic follow-up to 1948's "The Fuller Brush Man", with that film's star--Red Skelton--making an amusing cameo. Here, Lucille Ball, out of work and needing money to help pay for her and future husband Eddie Albert's new house, auditions to be a door-to-door cosmetics saleslady. She's quite efficient at it, but smart and efficient in a slapstick comedy just won't do, and so writer Frank Tashlin throws in misunderstandings, accusations, exploding switchboards, and the murder of a rich suburban woman who is 'keeping' a shady husband--Ball's former employer. About as funny as it sounds, with rampant silliness. Seen today, the only joy one can get from it is in watching Ball trying out her Lucy Ricardo act before she became a television staple...and from those nifty house-fronts on the Columbia lot. Albert is wasted on stupid material, and the character actors dotting the supporting cast are equally at the mercy of a witless script. *1/2 from ****