Immediately after watching the first five Saw movies, I needed a palette cleanser. I folded some laundry and watched Bob Hope in My Favorite Brunette. Hope as a timid baby photographer has finally gotten a chance to act as a tough detective and soon gets in over his head. When it's slapstick and Hope quipping a mile a minute, it's quite enjoyable, and fortunately they keep the movie clipping along at a pace where you don't usually notice that the plot doesn't really make any sense.
FuzzyCo grade: B+
