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Haunted Honeymoon
Capsule by Pat Graham
From the Chicago Reader
Not to raise anyone's hopes too high, but Gene Wilder has finally made a film you can watch without wanting to exit before it's over. The creaking scenario, which casts Wilder and Gilda Radner as two radio performers who decide to get hitched at the creepy family manse of Wilder's dowager aunt (Dom DeLuise in epicene drag), doesn't promise much, but the familiar old-dark-house images are invested with an almost archetypal resonance and clarity, crude but effectively haunted and moody. Unfortunately the moodiness is dispelled whenever the cast decides to mug up, which is often (especially DeLuise, who hardly connects with anyone or anything else around him), but Wilder's uncustomary (albeit minimal) attention to tone, combined with his usual amiability and lack of pretension, makes this--surprise!--a modestly bearable if innocuous entertainment.
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