After bit player Hrundi V. Bakshi (Sellers) wrecks the production of a lavish adventure film, a place on the blacklist accidentally becomes an invitation to dinner at the home of studio head Fred Clutterbuck. Finding himself among a laundry list ofHollywoodtalent, Bakshi immediately resumes the catastrophic clumsiness that helped him get there in the first place. Edwards charts this visual anarchy with his usual acuity, making for a film that Dave Kehr called “a feature-length celebration of the sight gag.”