I wouldn’t consider myself a huge Marx Brothers fan, but I have seen most, if not all, of their films. And they were funny. Some scenes were more than funny. So, maybe I am a fan.
Often times, though, when I think of Marx Brothers movies, I think of four people. Groucho, Harpo, and Chico, of course. But the fourth? Not Zeppo. Rather, I think of Margaret Dumont.
She certainly left her Marx on my memory.
No one could say, “Well I never!” quite like Margaret Dumont.
Watching Duck Soup was a New Year’s Eve tradition of my childhood.
If you ever see Chicko sitting down at a piano, do yourself a favor and listen.
Dumont: “My husband dies it my arms.”
Groucho: “So it was murder then!”
My daughter just asked me how to spell Basil. She’s naming her Minecraft dog that.
Just be sure to spell it Basil.
She was a real professional-imagine working with those crazy guys day in and day out, maintaining her composure on camera (usually!) and coming back for more.