George Burns was truly a legendary entertainer, the type who will always be remembered, though hopefully not for this film:
There he is, dancing alongside an extremely poor man's version of The Beatles in the disco area monstrosity Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. (And under a gigantic cheeseburger for some reason.) Easily the classiest thing in a film of seemingly unrelated visuals and poor disco orchestrations, Mr. Burns hopefully got a huge check out of this one.
