Oscar’d for Best Foreign Pic, and fully worthy of that dubious honor. A cute-as-a-button seminarian dropout deserts the army in ‘30s Spain and then manages to escape the local father & son night patrol when they comically shoot themselves dead. He lands in the care of a jovial eccentric whose four daughters sequentially fall for his twee charms. Which shall he chose? Megger Fernando Trueba spray paints the small town with enough colorful characters & events for a whole season of stale operetta so it’s fitting that the best scene involves the surprise return of Mom, a traveling zarzuela star. For a finale, the lively local priest hangs himself on the big wedding day . . . will the hilarity never stop? They say there’s no accounting for taste, but there usually is. It’s lack of taste that’s hard to figure.
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