Here we go for another round of perilous puns and raucous racketeers. You have Hollywood, Nazis (again), to say nothing of Dorgan, the bloodhound. A famous English director is found dead, and Groucho and Frank go to work, while Jane holds the fort.
Groucho Marx and the Broadway Murders
I like this one the best because we get to take a vintage train or two and get a change of scenery: New York City and the World's Fair. This is also the best mystery of the bunch.
My only criticism is that Groucho is a cartoon of himself. He never shuts up, he never has a serious moment. (However he is extremely funny.) I recently bought Arthur Marx's (Groucho's son) book of photographs of his father, and it shows a thoughtful, fun-loving, silly, but also very serious and sensitive man. Celebrate the silly side with these mysteries, but remember that he was so much more.