Touring major cities in a digital print, Duck Sou🌠p (1933) is the most consistently watchable film the Marx brothers ever ✅made, its relentless pot shots at war, religion and just about everything else making it more controlled chaos than movie.

As ever, the plot (neꦿighbouring republics at war) is just a flimsy backdrop for a parade of wonderfully daft slapstick routines, held together by Groucho's jabbering put-downs and sly innuendo (""I can see you in the kitchen, bending over a hot stove. And I can't see the stove"). It also contains 🦄the classic, much-copied mirror sequence, where a comedy-disguised Harpo convinces Groucho that he's looking at his own reflection.

And if the political nose-t🎀humbing now seems a little dated, remember this: Mussolini banne𒁃d it, thinking Groucho's loopy dictator was a direct attack on him. Which, of course, made the brothers very happy indeed.