A pretty, if stuck-up, upper-class English girl goes in search of a cousin left in the jungle, a forceful African matron, Eva Braun’s son (together with elderly homosexual companion), an aviator from an unknown Slav country, a Spanish maid, a black French Resistance fighter and a Nazi army captain: such is the cast of characters that inhabits Francesco Altan’s colourful and exotic comic-book, adapted by Gérard Zingg. Here, as in his previous film, La Nuit, tous les chats sont gris (At Night All Cats Are Crazy, 1977), Zingg reveals a taste for playfully tampering with coded genres and parodying them, in this instance a madcap, tropical adventure crammed with stereotypical set-ups, rampant digression, spectacular revelation and unlikely reunions. The film recreates the wide-eyed innocence and clumsiness of the genre, down to the pompous dialogue and conventional attitudes peppered with inappropriate triviality. […] Fortunately, this light-hearted romp is intermittently brightened by Victoria Abril’s cheeky delivery and Bernard Blier’s witty lack of illusion.

Jacques Valot, “La Revue du cinéma”, n. 442, 1988