I got a good mind to join a club and beat you over the head with it.

Minister of Finance: Here is the Treasury Department's report, sir. I hope you'll find it clear.
Rufus T. Firefly: Clear? Huh. Why a four-year-old child could understand this report. [to Aide] Run out and find me a four-year-old child, I can't make head or tail of it.

Above is only one of the many truly classic moments of what can be called the unequivocably greatest comedy team in American History. Groucho, Chico, Harpo and Zeppo Marx spent 10 years in Vaudeville, where they perfected routines that leave audiences in today's cynical world just as bowled over with laughter as the cynics who watched it in the 20s and 30s. Groucho was a comedic universe unto himself, at once a leering smart-alleck and hapless prankster. Duck Soup centers around an impending war between two small European nations: Freedonia and Latvania. The new president of Freedonia, however, is none other than Rufus T. Firefly, and between a war and a love triangle, the film achieves great moments of comedy and hilarity. That being said, it's a pretty awful film. The plot is incoherent at best, it runs about a half hour too long, the editing is a joke, and the acting, other than the four brothers, is horrendous. But I guess it's supposed to be. After all, it's not really a film as much as it is a showcase for their routines. So, by all means, see Duck Soup to behold the best of American comedy, the masters in their prime performing all their greatest bits, but please, don't expect anything other than that. (Also look for two of the Brothers' most famous scenes: one in which Groucho and Harpo mirror one another (see the second picture) and Chico and Harpo's confrontation with a lemonade stand vendor. The film: B-. The Comedy: A.