A Fade Worse than Death

Doctor, You've Got To Be Kidding! proves that the gossip columns are wrong: George Hamilton's true love is really George Hamilton. Cast as a pelf-centered business executive, he treats the camera as a mirror, narcissistically smirking and posing while he cows his subordinates and wows his seducible secretary (Sandra Dee). After a night together, the lovers argue, then separate for a pregnant pause of nine months' duration. One day, Hamilton gets run over by five cars. Thus it happens that the lovers meet again and marry in the hospital--she writhing with labor pains, he writhing with visceral pains, and the audience writhing at a fade worse than death.

To add to the tragedy of this erstwhile comedy, Celeste Holm, who plays Sandra's mother, pronounces such stagy prattle as: "Don't you like him any more? I mean are you afraid it was just (pause) physical?" For those who wonder whatever happened to that angry young hippie, Mort Sahl, Doctor casts him in a cameo part as a square nightclub owner. Even a grain of Sahl adds no flavor to this tasteless trifle.

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