Dudley Moore Movie #7
Synopsis: Hilarity ensues when British tourists run afoul of world’s shittiest hotel concierge.
Blurb From the VHS Jacket: "In the wildly entertaining spirit of A Fish Called Wanda, Blame It On The Bellboy delivers this year’s craziest laughs!" ["In the wildly entertaining spirit?" This movie is almost nothing like A Fish Called Wanda...]
What Did I Learn?: 1) “Lawton”, “Orton” and “Horton” all sound pretty similar when they’re spoken in an thick Italian accent. 2) The Brits refer to sex as "rumpy-bumpy."
You Might Like This Movie If: You know that nothing good can come from staying in a hotel.
Really?: 1) Wow - take a drink every time Dudley Moore is either verbally abused by his boss, or tortured by the mafia. It gets a little tough to watch after awhile. 2) Hmm...the entire premise of this movie is that the bellboy (Bronson Pinchot) keeps giving the wrong messages to three sets of hotel guests, and nobody ever once says: "hey wait, this isn't right."
Rating: Blame it on the Bellboy is a mildly amusing farce that's highly contrived, doesn't contain much substance and isn't terribly memorable (which is not surprising, considering it's only 79 minutes long). While I liked Richard Griffiths' interactions with Patsy Kensit, Bryan Brown isn't given much to do, and Pinchot (as usual) wildly overacts. Check it out if you're in the mood for something silly, or if you want to see a bit of Venice. 6/10 stars.