I Love You, Alice B. Toklas!

Director: Hy Averback
Year Released: 1968
Rating: 0.5

... And Gertrude Stein does too. Big deal. It's strange how a lot of these "liberated" sixties/seventies pictures are simply variations on the Reefer Madness formula, only the effect of the drug is 'reversed' - in the early scare pictures, drugs turn you into some kind of monster, whereas in a movie such as this, they makes you 'cool' and 'with it.' The only possible way for this to be funny is if you went into a time machine with your patchouli oil, ugly clothing and crippling pretentiousness and re-watched it - even Peter Sellers' performance is negated by such a closed idea (he's more or less supposed to act stunned every time someone does something irreverent, like drive a hearse painted with psychedelic colors or arrive at a wedding in Native American garb).