The Critic enters its zaniest territory to date as Franklin and Eleanor Sherman find themselves stranded on a desert island thanks to an alcoholic penguin. (We said it was zany.) Back in New York City, Jay digs into the horrible sources of his family fortune, and uses some of that ill-gotten money to make The Big Apple smell less like pee. All this, and yet another appearance of Orson Welles! Talking Critic: It's even better when you're dead!
Brian Rude
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