Alfalfa comes face to face with a lookalike boy named Cornelius, who lives on a rich estate. They decide to switch places, but discover there's no place like home, and then a flying saucer takes them both. Okay, I made that last bit up.
Okay, sure, it's trite, but it's kind of fun for all that. Alfalfa actually looks like he's enjoying his role for once. But it's still a bit stiff in that MGM fashion. MGM relies on undercranked cameras and weird ethnic caricatures to provide a lot of the humor. Alfalfa's "dance" is somewhat amusing but nothing remarkable.
And really, why do they keep referring to "Our Gang" as if it's a social club? It's not as bad as it got later when they began saying "The Our Gang" but it just shows how detached from the original concept this was becoming.
Still, better than "Time Out for Lessons," and in general, not a failure. The kids are still talented, even if those talents are becoming increasingly wasted.