Makes me feel old to consider that the Don Knotts movie The Ghost And Mr. Chicken (1966) has turned 50 years old. I was too young to see it in its first run, but it was featured in a lot of Saturday morning kiddie matinees in the 70s — and I caught one of those. Then it made its way to TBS — where it seemed to be running every other Saturday afternoon. Which was fine by me.
This is one of those movies I can’t even begin to be objective about. Sitting down to watch it — the DVD gorgeously presents its Technicolor and Techniscope — is like sitting down with an old friend who happens to have stopped by. A very funny old friend.
It’s also one of the first movies my wife and I watched together. She’d never seen it —and we couldn’t have that, could we?