OK, from the get-go, this isn't a flick I either despised or am wildly enthusiastic about... it's just a pleasant way to pass an hour-and-a-half or so. It's a Mel Brooks flick, but not in the joke-a-minute vein I've come to expect after Young Frankenstein, Blazing Saddles, and later films... in part, that's likely because it's scripted from an existing story based in the USSR not too many decades after the Revolution. In brief, an ex-noble finds out from his dying mother that she stashed some jewelry in one of their old dining-room chairs they left behind during the Revolution... right after she told the village priest as part of her deathbed confessions. Naturally, chaos ensues.
As long as you don't go into it looking for a standard Mel Brooks farce, it's a nice little film... it even comes with a nice moral about stuff not being the be-all and end-all of life. It's not a great film, but I would still recommend making some room for it in your Netflix queue.
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Twelve chairs .. is that the first Mel Brooks film?
Just took a look over at IMDb, which sez his first film (as director) was The Producers, while The Twelve Chairs coming two years later. It makes sense... while it's not a bad film, I don't think he would have gotten many more directorial opportunities if it had been his first.
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