THE FLYING DEUCES (1939) ** Not as cerebral as the Marx Brothers, nor as physical as The Three Stooges, Laurel and Hardy relied on eliciting an involuntary reaction that began between the nose and eyebrow. Debonair but suicidal and lovelorn Oliver Hardy drags inextricable Stan Laurel through a presumptively French variation of hell: a battle with a "ferocious fish" along the banks of the Seine to a lonely airstrip of an outpost probably somewhere in Morocco, all the while aspiring to horsedom. Could it work? Can he forget? Is there anyone whom you wouldn't rather have doing laundry for two thousand? Legionaires get loaded and belles nuzzled but you've got to think that a biplane can't take these characters where they need to go. I miss the French Foreign Legion, it was a grand option for many.