With a tagline like "The Greatest Production Since The Birth Of Motion Pictures," you get a little something like the unmanageable monstrosity that Follies ultimately becomes. Structured as a series of unrelated vignettes, directed by different people (not to mention that screenwriting credit list), it's ultimately just a jumble of parts that add up to less than a whole movie.
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That's right: The cigar meets the fruit basket headdress in a bizarre slapstick musical, with Groucho starring as an agent who convinces his only client (Miranda) to masquerade as two nightclub singers so she can get double pay.
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