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Poor W.C. Fields has to share screentime with an unfunny Edgar Bergen in the masterfully titled but ultimately lame You Can't Cheat an Honest Man, one of his least successful films. (At least artistically.) Bergen is given an absurd amount of time to do his tired ventriloquist act, which detracts from the only reason someone would want to watch this movie (wherein Fields plays a debt-laden circus owner who's constantly getting into trouble -- what else?). With Fields in such short supply here, it's hard to really get into the big guy's funnier set pieces, and even those often come up lame, like a bit where a woman faints if snakes are mentioned in conversation. Where's the whiskey?
