[The Wrong Box is a] slice of Victorian gingerbread…. Some of the gags crumble on impact, others are stretched out like taffy, but there is enough fun left over to leave most moviegoers happily wallowing in greed, sex, homicide, body snatching and other nefarious diversions….

Larry Gelbart and Burt Shevelove … dress hip gags in a graceful English manner, and their wayward humor brightens train wrecks, horse-and-buggy chase scenes and a hearse-to-hearse search for missing bodies…. The vogue for sick screen comedy has obviously fallen into capable hands. Softened by the ruddy glow of the gaslight era, Wrong Box makes graveside humor a gas.

"Cinema: Grave Fun," in Time (reprinted by permission from Time, The Weekly Newsmagazine; copyright Time Inc. 1966), Vol. 88, No. 7, August 12, 1966, p. 59.