When You Come Home (1947)

I have really tried to like Frank Randle, but this is the last straw as he's simply not funny enough. Couple of minor incidents that made me smile and that was it.

I watched an hour of it, but could take no more and can only assume the one of two reviewers who gave it 10/10 was drunk when he watched it, when of course you will laugh at anything.

I know I'm repeating myself, but again, that's the last Frank Randle film for me.