Film

A Night at the Opera

Name: A Night at the Opera
Genre: Comedy, Music
Released: 1935
Cast: Groucho Marx, Chico Marx, Harpo Marx, Kitty Carlisle, Allan Jones

A high-society opera is stormed by three con men, a stowaway trunk, and one very crowded stateroom, all in service of getting two young singers together and humiliating everyone stuffy in the process. It's vaudeville chaos wearing evening dress — puns, slapstick, a genuinely gorgeous Harpo harp solo — and it moves fast enough that the seams barely show. Ideal for anyone who wants to remember comedy used to be this loose.

TMDb rating

7.4

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