It's a shame to level any criticism at a so called classic but for me this hasn't weathered well and perhaps the only reason I may have enjoyed it as a kid was because it was suggested it couldn't be faulted - we believe what we're told without question at that age. Watching it back I find no humour in the juvenile wit, nothing to make me smile, that Harpo is the most irritating character I've encountered in film and that the sophistication in dialogue of the world today is a universe away from this childish chore. I'm more curious, although I'll never know, if my perspectives would be the same in 90 years time with the things that make me chuckle today - but that's the curse of existence.
