The Comedy Of Terrors (1963) is a clumsily constructed comedy concerning a funeral parlor operator and his oppressed henchman, frustrated opera-singer wife, demented father-in-law, and his troubled relationships with his landlord and his bottle. Full of tired tropes, it displays flashes of ingenuity, but in the end, I’d rather have that hour and a half back.
Only watch this if you’re a Price, Karloff, Lorre, or Rathbone completist. Incidentally, this is a rare ‘neutral’ role for Rathbone, who usually played antagonists, with the obvious exception of his Holmes portrayals.
But, really, that shouldn’t lure you in. This is a Venus flytrap of a movie.