Just ridiculous as Shirley MacLaine mouths the words of the song which is the title of this absolutely asinine film. MacLaine sings the end of the song as the credits roll at the end and we are grateful that an ending has been reached.
The best part of the film is the entourage of the stars of yesteryear who had supporting roles, Richard Deacon, Fred Clark, Harry Morgan, Wilfrid Hyde-White and others.
Peter Ustinov as the bumbling mid-eastern King mumbles along and talks as if he is delivering a liturgy. Richard Crenna would have been better off if he displayed his Walter Denton accent from Our Miss Brooks. He is the spy who lands in Ustinov's land and is made to improve on the king's hopeless football team.
With MacLaine along as the reporter, there are few laughs but plenty of nonsense.
I just adored when Ustinov kept asking the Crenna character if he were Jewish. Ironically, Ustinov, who was Jewish in real life, sounds Jewish all the way, but the film is a complete farce.
The best part of the film is the entourage of the stars of yesteryear who had supporting roles, Richard Deacon, Fred Clark, Harry Morgan, Wilfrid Hyde-White and others.
Peter Ustinov as the bumbling mid-eastern King mumbles along and talks as if he is delivering a liturgy. Richard Crenna would have been better off if he displayed his Walter Denton accent from Our Miss Brooks. He is the spy who lands in Ustinov's land and is made to improve on the king's hopeless football team.
With MacLaine along as the reporter, there are few laughs but plenty of nonsense.
I just adored when Ustinov kept asking the Crenna character if he were Jewish. Ironically, Ustinov, who was Jewish in real life, sounds Jewish all the way, but the film is a complete farce.