The first time I remember seeing the name "Rod Amateau" was in the credits of "The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis." I lived in Beverly Hills for a few years and Amateau was a family friend of one of my classmates at Beverly Hills High. My friend told me that Amateau was one of the funniest men his family ever knew. No sooner would he come through the door than he would start making people laugh. I believed him as I was young and utterly lacking in judgment or taste in film or television entertainment. And so, judging by his oeuvre, was Rod Amateau.

I saw "Pussycat, Pussycat, I Love You" at a drive-in movie theater, long since defunct, that was located on Third Street a little bit east of the Farmers' Market. What can one say about this you-should-excuse-the-expression film except that near the end, the main character says, "This is a nightmare. I'll wake up and it'll have all been a dream." That line applies to this film in general.