The House of the Spaniard

One of the other reviewers has to say that this is one of the most confusing films he has ever seen. I would say that it is not only the most confusing I have ever seen, but also the outright silliest, as well as being exceptionally funny. I found myself frequently laughing, hilariously, though mostly not with the cast but at them. After a few minutes I completely gave up on the utterly inconsequential plot, which seemed to be non-existent. The lead man had apparently drifted in from a pantomime, and the lead female thought she was in a musical. What the rest of the cast thought they were doing I have no idea. The director must have been insane, or drunk throughout. The continuity was random, and that's putting it mildly. Suddenly the extras were firing machine guns at each other. All action stopped however, when the female star corralled a band and started to sing. Come to think of it, it must be one of the most extraordinary films ever made. Somebody must have had buckets of money to waste. Lovely cars, lovely houses, fantastic shots and scenery. It far outstrips The Outlaw in riotous, ludicrous, incomprehensibiliity. Congratulations. A 1936 time capsule.