I see this film has a very, very, very low current score of 3.3. I can understand this, as the film suffers on two accounts. First, it is terribly politically incorrect and surely must offend a lot of folks. Second, the production values are minimal--and the only set appears to be a TINY dinner theater or nightclub and an itty-bitty stage with a cheap curtain behind it. But, still, I liked this film.
This short stars the king of bad black stereotypes, Stepin Fetchit. Here, he is older and his routine is very different from his 1930s style--and that's an improvement. He's still representing most everything bad about black stereotypes except that he's much more clever and actually funny. All alone, Fetchit delivers an often funny one-man act where he pretends to be a no-good drunk arriving home very late and wakes up the neighborhood in the process. You just have to see it to believe it and see that it is quite funny--and Fetchit clearly had talent. It's just too bad he was given so much negative material throughout his career.