MFTV artifact that confirms how clueless Bob Hope, his agents and that generation of entertainers were to the evolving world of entertainment. There is a contempt for the audience in evidence here. Hope hadn't been funny since the 50s. He persisted making movies more formulaic and lazy than Elvis Presley's. His only mftv movie was a slight departure from formula but not an advance. I was 33 yo when this aired and it depressed me in a depressing era.
Review of A Masterpiece of Murder
