When I was 10 in 1955, my family saw this at a theater. My Dad complained during the entire drive home about how stupid it was.
My 10-year-old self thought it was pretty funny. I still remember Jerry Lewis not-so-daintily carving up 2 or 3 beans (the only things he had for dinner) and his running up and down stairs in the apartment building freaking out about the Bat Lady and the fat lady.
Many years later, I watched it on TV as an adult, sure that I would still be laughing and that my father's Puritan sensibilities probably objected to Shirley MacLaine's skimpy Bat Lady outfit rather than the slapstick comedy.
My Dad was right.
My 10-year-old self thought it was pretty funny. I still remember Jerry Lewis not-so-daintily carving up 2 or 3 beans (the only things he had for dinner) and his running up and down stairs in the apartment building freaking out about the Bat Lady and the fat lady.
Many years later, I watched it on TV as an adult, sure that I would still be laughing and that my father's Puritan sensibilities probably objected to Shirley MacLaine's skimpy Bat Lady outfit rather than the slapstick comedy.
My Dad was right.