The stooges' interactions with women in this one are one of the things I most deplore, and have mentioned previously, about Jules White's direction, and we know he micro-managed every stooge move by this time: he makes them act like orangutans, and he makes the women read lines in unison like second-graders in the school pageant. On what planet are these actions normal? Curly was broad, but at least you could recognize, oh he's shy, oh, he's delighted, and even, oh he's horny. Here all you can say for sure is, oh, they're within ten feet of the opposite sex, time to act like orangutans.
Fred Kelsey acts human, anyway, and it's nice to see that even in old age he still can register furor. And take a pie. ( O K , it's a cake. ) I knew a piano player with Parkinson's whose left hand would shake when unoccupied, but would behave perfectly well when he played. This is one of the mysteries of Parkinson's, and they're studying it, along with the curious phenomenon that many Parkinsonians who can't walk more than a few steps at best, can ride a bicycle with ease.
Benny Rubin does suck, though as I said I give him points for George Burns's description of his vaudeville act. I've done a bit more research on him and found that around 1930 he was actually a huge star in New York vaudeville, very much a headliner, and came to Hollywood on promises that he would soon rank right up with Jolson and Cantor. He bombed, but from the looks of his hammy acting, his ego didn't.