I’ve always hated the mistaken identity conceit because I know the character will always get busted in the end. However, this film managed to mitigate that familiar queasy feeling by taking a light tone, starting from the wonderful ’60s title sequence.

Spielberg deserves kudos for achieving that playful vibe, but he sure could have leaned on the editor: at 140 minutes, Pech correctly pronounced that the film “drug” in parts. Lop 30 minutes off the end and you’d have something even more fun.

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