I think this is one of those comedies that might have worked better on a stage. As it is, it rather labours the farfetchedness of the joke. That joke centres around a scavenging family gathered at the stately pile of the deceased "Tatlock" for the reading of his will. Sure, his family are all there with their tongues hanging out, but his long term retainer, the semi-permanently drunk "Noonan" (Barry Fitzgerald) knows of a long lost nephew who might as well turn up too. He's dead! What does that matter? The family won't know that, especially if "Schuyler" (John Lund) turns up not the full shilli...