dzizwheel Relative to Bob Hope films, that honor should have gone to I'll Take Sweden, a smarmy non-sex no comedy farce.Not as bad as I remember, funny in places.But I couldn't get past Elke Sommers' and Marjorie Lord's hair. Their whipped frenzy bouffants made Phyllis Diller's egg beater 'do look normal. They literally distracted from the scenes the actresses were in.See Lana Turner's hair hat in Bachelor In Paradise for more of the same.Really dumb. Harmless. And nowhere near a 50 Worst contender.

wgranger I saw this film twice: once when I was a pre-teen in the 60s and then about 40 years later. The first time I saw it, I thought it was one of the funniest movies I had ever seen. The second time I saw it, I wondered what I saw in it the first time. Since it was the same movie, I guess it had to be me, but what a difference 40 years makes. This movie seems to have been made as a vehicle for Bob Hope's and Phyllis Diller's comic skills. However, what seemed knee-slapping funny back then, seems dull and trite now, especially Hope's one-liners. Most of the movie revolves around Hope's character keeping his association with Didi secret. It was funny then but a little overbearing now. His "murder confession" seems just silly now. I gave the movie a 6 rating because the chase scene with Phyllis Diller still ranks high as a hilarious chase scene, just as funny now as when the film was new.

moonspinner55 Silly, scrappy comedy with Bob Hope trying to hide sleepy sexpot Elke Sommer from his wife. Low-budget screwball antics looks really bad, with sets which are far too large for the minimal action taking place there (the kitchen in Bob's house is positively drafty), and the poor lighting and awkward camera-work do not help. Once the action swings from suburbia to a cabin in the woods, the picture perks up a bit. The one-dimensional cabin set is another eyesore, but the slapstick involved isn't too bad (and Sommer's shrieks are funny). Phyllis Diller, as the family housekeeper with a hair problem, should've written her own dialogue: the woman is all revved up and ready, yet she's given no funny lines. As for Bob Hope, I have never been a particular admirer of his, but he's not bad here, coasting through without hogging the camera too much. I would have to say "Wrong Number" isn't offensive the way Hope's "Private Navy of Sgt. O'Farrell" was, but--for a comedy--shouldn't somebody be having a good time? ** from ****

BumpyRide I stumbled upon this "gem" over my lunch break. Now not having seen the first half of the movie, I could follow along without a problem. The strangest thing in this movie is Marjorie Lord's red freight wig! Her "hair" reminded me of the big red furry monster in Bugs Bunny cartoons. All Marjorie was missing were tennis shoes and she and the monster could double date. Bob Hope is always Bob Hope (Gee, I wonder why he never received an Oscar?) but Phyllis is always good for a few laughs-what's up with her hair too? Elke is, well, nice to look at I suppose, but this movie has more fluff than the lint in my dryer basket! Combine this along with the worst hairdo's that I've ever seen(on the screen anyway) and you can save yourself the frustration of sitting through this bomb-o-rooney!