Did you catch that bit of 50s xenophobia from the LAPD detective when he comes to a house, hears Spanish spoken, and says to his partner, "Sounds like foreigners in there"? If this had been a funnier film I either wouldn't have commented on or noticed it. But in the long intervals between laughs (sorry, lynpalmer1) in this movie one tends to pick up on such noxious social practices that serve to remind us not only that the 50s sucked but that Lucy was a big part of the era.
Review of The Fuller Brush Girl
