Some fun little musical numbers, but not as many quality zingers as I would like. Plus, some outrageous racism and sexism. You might wonder how a Howard Stern fan such as myself could blanche at sexism. . .but that just proves how much you don’t know. It’s all about context. Anyway, Bing Crosby, Bob Hope and Dorothy Lamour would make better films together later in the series. . .and I’ll be revisiting them all over the next few weeks. Odd how this, the first one, doesn’t bowl me over. Oh — And they never make it to Singapore. That really bothered me.