Lucy Wins a Racehorse
After watching the brilliant "Celebrity Next Door", and the almost-as-good "Lucy Makes Room
For Daddy", I watched the truly horrible "Lucy Takes a Cruise to Havana" (last night). I took
a peek next at "Lucy Hunts Uranium" (with Lucy's new short hair - wig). Not a bad show.
Tonight, I plunged back into this controversial hour-long follow-up to the great "I Love Lucy"
with "Lucy Wins a Racehorse." No, it's not great, but the first half gives us the old Lucy/Ethel/
Fred trio from years past. The energy is delightful, with Lucy determined to let her six
year-old son keep a racehorse he's won. Oddly, it's Vance - who was always threatening to
leave this enterprise - who gives us the best performance, as the old-time tried-and-true
Ethel. Frawley isn't far behind, and neither is Ball, who, despite looking a bit bloated and
obviously bewigged, is game for anything. Arnaz is strong in performance, but looks about 54!
The dullness begins when has-beens Betty Grable and Harry James show up. Aside from having
little to do, they are relics of a bygone era. True, Cornel Wilde could be called the same thing -
or worse - totally FORGOTTEN. The difference is, the magic of ILL carries the ghost of Wilde
in a terrific Hollywood offering (and at half the length), while "Racehorse" sags to a standstill
and peters out to two faded "stars" seemingly caring about a six year-old's horse.
The finale with Lucy (disguised as a jockey) in a horse race is pure cheese, but it's still not a
bad way to spend an hour, given the legends (NOT Grable or James, thank you) involved.