Seventy minutes of slapstick is a tall order for Laurel & Hardy and they hardly fill it. It’s one of those hokum war farces with the numbskull L&H jazzing up the army as hapless rookies.
There’s also a wartime buddy’s girl baby whom the well-meaning L&H endeavor to return to her grandparents, a Mr and Mrs Smith. Trying to identify the Smiths through the city directory constitutes a major portion of that sort of pseudo-comedy.
One wonders why it wasn’t kept to the confines of the usual twin-reeler as in the past.