Wow! Such a good movie.

Plenty to Like, Plenty to Dislike

A lot of fun.

Fun premise, good actors, bad writing. This film seemed to have potential at the beginning but it quickly devolves into a trite action film. Ultimately it's very boring.

It's your standard Jerry Lewis directed film. While a great actor and praised by the French for how weird his directing is, Lewis is not a funny director. He's so indulgent, ego driven and dismissive of the audience. The whole thing is an obvious love letter to Dean Martin that remakes the style of the old Martin/Lewis comedies. But people expected an Ocean's 11 spinoff, not Sammy Davis Jr doing a Jerry impression for 3/4ths of the runtime. For Jerry fans, it is one of his most bizarre and well budgeted films so Lewis makes his directing the star. It's never funny but it is experimental technically. It's dated and somewhat offensive politically: racism is treated as a joke, minorities buffoons, women are ornaments and Lewis, Sammy and Lawford are way too old to try to be hip or youthful. I enjoyed the minor action scenes which were the biggest stretch for Lewis and there is a clever plot in there (not written by Jerry) but it's trashed for long unfunny mugging takes and unoriginal slapstick that slows everything down. Some will find that genius but it's obviously Lewis exploiting the opportunity he was given and loading up on filler rather than thinking hard or saying anything or putting the sauced fun on-set on to the screen.

The two very famous stars (at the time, in the notorious Frank Sinatra orbit), in their mid- to late-forties, were playing silly "hip" and "mod" types, in a typical late 60s Silly-British-James-Bond-Rip-Off.Apparently this movie was a sequel to "Salt and Pepper" (which I have not seen), about two nightclub owners Salt (Sammy Davis Jr.) and Pepper (Peter Lawford). It's not as weird as it seems back then, stars were stars even if they were middle-aged. These days if you're over thirty you can't be a lead; but in the good old days of freewheeling movie-making you could be in your fifties and a heart throb. And this movie is pretty freewheeling, as it was directed by the totally unprofessional Jerry Lewis, Dean Martin's sidekick and most famous these days for telethons and running around yelling, "Lay-dee! Lay-dee!" Jerry Lewis was a megalomaniac of the worst kind, one with no discernible talent. He does a lousy job which was a shame, since Sammy Davis, Jr. had enormous talent. He could sing, dance, act and do voices. He was one of the most talented individuals in the public eye in the twentieth century and it shows through. But mostly, Lewis lets Davis run around with as little discipline as himself.Everything looks like it might have been put together by amateurs for a college course. The plot is silly, but lots of them were back then. It was a kind of "deconstruction" of movies in the late 60s. Watch Tony Curtis movies like "Arrivederci, Baby!" or Dean Martin's "Matt Helm" flicks (which may have drawn Lewis to this project, as he always liked to play "catch up" with Martin). Silly was in, but this flick was hardly as well done as later with the Abrahams/Zucker or the Farrelly Bros.Apart from keeping Lawford and and Davis in the public eye and keeping them "cool," I can't think of a reason for making this movie at all. The plot is silly, the acting is on par with people who know they're doing a picture of little value, and Lewis made a hash of the direction. It's one of the movies you watch through just so you'll never have to see it again.Highlights: 1) Mix-up of the opening credits (you know you're in trouble if that's the best part); 2) a couple of good cameos in unexpected places (okay, if you're in imdb you can see Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing are in it; and though they're only there for a few seconds, they lift the movie momentarily.

One More Time (1970) * 1/2 (out of 4) Charles Salt (Sammy Davis, Jr.) and Christopher Pepper (Peter Lawford) are once again on the run after being connected to a murder of the rich Lord Syndey Pepper (Lawford).ONE MORE TIME really shouldn't have been made and I'm really not sure why it was. This here is a sequel to SALT AND PEPPER, which apparently made enough money at the box office where the producers thought a sequel would be a good idea. For some reason, Jerry Lewis was brought on to direct the picture. I viewed this shortly after the legendary comedian passed away. Days after I went through countless talk show appearances and various interviews and yet I never heard him talk about this film.With all of that said, I wasn't a fan of the original picture and this one here was pretty much more of the same as we get Davis and Lawford running around, trying to be funny but being letdown by a pretty bland screenplay. There's just nothing fresh or original here and both stars just appear to be going by the numbers. What's even stranger is that Lewis stayed behind the camera yet he has Davis doing this strange scenes that just don't work. Davis is pretty much asked to act like Lewis but it's not funny and it's more awkward than anything else.The film has some fairly poor pacing and there simply weren't enough laughs here to make the film worth sitting through. If you enjoyed the first film then perhaps you'll enjoy this one a tad bit more than I did. The highlight is without question a cameo by a couple British stars.

Even if you don't like the earlier film, "Salt and Pepper," you have to admit that it is a paragon of structure and traditional storytelling compared its sequel, "One More Time." That's not to say that the second Davis Jr/Lawford team up isn't enjoyable--it is just bizarrely different from the original. "Salt and Pepper," directed by Richard Donner--veteran director of some of the Sixties' best TV series, and later of the classic action/comedies in the Lethal Weapon and Superman series of films--was a light and breezy "Rat Pack" action/comedy. It was wholly conventional for its time. But when it came time for the sequel, the producers apparently decided that the success of the first film was due more to the comedy elements than the thriller elements. With that in mind they made the obvious choice for their new director—Jerry Lewis. The singular Lewis had never directed a film starring anyone else but himself, so I'm not sure what the producers expected would happen. Well, the result was that Jerry didn't just add a few comic touches to the already proved formula. He took the thing over entirely and made "One More Time" a pure 100% Jerry Lewis film, with all that means for good and bad. If you're familiar with Lewis' film-making, you know that his films are very light on plot (ranging from hardly any as in "Cinderfella" to none at all as in "The Bellboy" and "Hardly Working.") and very heavy on surreal jokes, visual gags and his own patented mugging and clowning. Well, the plot of "One More Time" is this: Lawford impersonates his rich brother, who is mysteriously murdered, and Davis Jr. doesn't figure it out until near the end. That's about it. The film is 90 minutes long and at least an hour of that is just Sammy Davis Jr. doing a spot on Lewis imitation in a series of increasingly strange and barely connected (but often funny) vignettes as he rambles about in Lawford's ill-gotten English manor. If you go into this film expecting anything different (as the audiences in 1970 did) then you're going to be sorely disappointed (as the audiences in 1970 were). But if you go in expecting a Jerry Lewis film—you get a pretty good one!