A Smith called Pete narrates this short subject in which Wesley Morgan trains his purebred retriever for life as a hunting dog, while his pet mutt feels left out of things.
How Ford Beebe wound up directing this MGM short is a bit of a mystery; he was not a regular at the Tiffany of studios. I suspect it was a matter of friendships. Arthur Marx, Groucho's son, was co-credited as writer on this movie. Although his writing credits went back to 1946, I suspect this was written by Marx, directed by Beebe, and then Smith regular Don Barclay directed Smith in his narration.
It's a typically amusing short because of Pete Smith's corny, sarcastic delivery, and also gives a decent overview of training a retriever.
How Ford Beebe wound up directing this MGM short is a bit of a mystery; he was not a regular at the Tiffany of studios. I suspect it was a matter of friendships. Arthur Marx, Groucho's son, was co-credited as writer on this movie. Although his writing credits went back to 1946, I suspect this was written by Marx, directed by Beebe, and then Smith regular Don Barclay directed Smith in his narration.
It's a typically amusing short because of Pete Smith's corny, sarcastic delivery, and also gives a decent overview of training a retriever.
