A film director told Groucho not to do asides to the audience that broke the fourth wall as he had on stage. He did it anyway. This made me realize he not only broke the wall between actor and spectator, but shattered the illusion of the other nonsense behind him. This literally saves the film from itself, and its formulaic romance and flabby routines. If I'm in this hell, you are too. Groucho knew wtf he was doing.
— 9 hours, 43 min ago
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