More Groucho, please

Last night I revisited this film for the first time in years. While it has its moments, and I realize it was meant to be something different from the other Marx Brothers movies (the ones tailored to their talents), I found it just doesn't do much for me. I kept wishing Groucho would ad-lib some wisecracks. He was uncharacteristically quiet, sort of standing there waiting for his cue, but it would've helped if he'd mouthed off more. I wanted more Groucho, and less Gordon Miller.