Wonderful character development!

The greatest movie ever made..!

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Brilliant and touching

Directed by Michael Gordon, with a story by Arne Sultan and Marvin Worth, an adaptation by Marion Hargrove and a screenplay by Ira Wallach, this 1960's style romantic comedy is lightweight fun. It stars James Garner, Tony Randall, Howard Duff, and Howard Morris as four New York businessmen, and co-commuters from Greenwich, who pitch in to rent an inexpensive bachelor pad for their first and future liaisons and end up getting a high class apartment complete with a beautiful blonde, played by Kim Novak; she's a sociology graduate working on her doctorate thesis "the adolescent sexual fantasies of the adult urban male". Garner's character is divorced and lives with his mother (Jessie Royce Landis)Every Thursday night, bachelor Fred Williams (Gardner) spends his evening after work with three fellow commuters from Connecticut: advertising executive George Drayton (Randall), investment specialist Doug Jackson (Duff), and accountant Howard McIllenny (Morris). Each of these others have wives, the latter two also have children. None of them gets any respect at home: Fred's mother Ethel (Landis), with whom he lives, pesters him about marrying again; George's wife Marge (Janet Blair) can complete his sentences without listening to what he's saying; Doug's wife Toni (Anne Jeffreys) is the perfect housewife who's raising perfect children and is always concerned with keeping up appearances, so she won't let him fix things around the house on weekends; and Howard's wife Joanne (Patti Page) feeds their three growing boys like "kings" while she forces her husband to diet with her. The men have grown bored of bowling and other activities such that they've been hanging out at Slattery's (William Bendix) bar on Thursdays instead. One night Fred's boss (Larry Keating) enters to pick up a redhead he's going to take back to his in-town apartment. This gets the bridge playing commuters to talking about setting up just such an arrangement for themselves.Naturally, Fred is elected to find the ideal place for these planned affairs. Not really wanting to be party to such an arrangement, Fred takes his boss's advice to "shop" for a place way out of their $200/month price range in order to tell his friends that he'd tried, but he couldn't find a place. Unfortunately, Fred visits a pricey apartment that the manager (Jim Backus) hasn't been able to get rid of, because a famous model (?) had committed suicide (or been murdered) in it. Backus is funny as he tries to convince Garner's character to "take my (apartment), please". He calls George to tell him the "good" news and instructs him to tell the others to meet him there after work. George says that the next thing they'll need Fred to do is to arrange for a 25 year old blonde to "outfit" it. Fred refuses saying that advertising is George's business and if he can't figure out how himself, perhaps he should put an ad in the paper. Fred starts drinking while waiting for his friends to arrive; they're late because George didn't believe that Fred could have found the perfect apartment for only $200. Meanwhile, the doorbell rings and when Fred answers it, he's greeted by Cathy (Novak). The film's funniest scene follows - a slightly inebriated Fred believes that Cathy has answered George's ad and Cathy, curious for her own as yet to be disclosed reasons, decides to stay and then play along once she sizes up Fred's friends.On cloud nine, the three married men enthusiastically discuss who gets which night while Fred looks uncomfortable. They also devise stories to tell each of their wives as to why they're giving up their Thursday night with the boys but still need one night a week for creative education in their respective fields. Cathy phones her sociology professor Dr. Prokosch (Oscar Homolka) to tell him she's figured out a way to write her thesis about men. He warns her against the danger of these men really wanting to "get physical" with her, but she tells him that "good girls" like her are experts at avoiding such entrapments. Fred actually visits Cathy on Sunday to discuss his discomfort with what she's getting herself into, and the seeds of a romantic relationship between the two of them are planted. On Monday night, Cathy is able to tap into George's true desire to have someone listen to him. On Tuesday night, Cathy has appliances and other household items for Howard to fix, and on Wednesday night she's cooked a dozen things for Howard to eat. Hence, she maintains platonic relationships with each of them, and they're too scared to admit to the others that "nothing happened". Ruth McDevitt plays a nosy neighbor who thinks she lives next door to a brothel. Obviously, she sees and hears (innuendo) more than what's going on, which she reports to her husband (not credited).Meanwhile, the wives are happy with their husbands "out of the blue" shows of affection until Ethel tells them that their men are probably being "skunks". She recommends that they hire a private detective, Mr. Bohannon (Fred Clark), to learn the truth, which they do. Fred is struggling with his feelings for Cathy, given the kind of girl he thinks she is, and commiserates with Slattery. Dr. Prokosch suspects that Cathy is enamored with Fred and also suggests that she interview the men's wives to get "both sides of the pillow" for her thesis. Bohannon investigates. Fred eventually figures out what he wants and finds out that Cathy wants him as well. He invites her to Greenwich where he's the little league baseball coach of his friend's kids. This sticky situation leads to an eventual showdown with everything coming to a head in the zaniest of ways at the apartment, with all the major characters and a couple of the minor ones. The resolution is predictable. The final scene includes Zsa Zsa Gabor as Fred's boss's latest squeeze.

No offense to some of you, but I very seldom agree with that whole "It was a simpler time" thinking, because EVERY decade is full of people saying that about every PREVIOUS decade! (And they're probably always partly right and partly wrong.) And in a way, this movie is evidence of that - it's full of characters analyzing (and over-analyzing) subjects (like why the men want to fool around - which of course COULD BE because they just WANT TO). And of course, it's full of the whole "Men from Mars, Women from Venus" subject, and of course, "Kinsey"-type sex surveys. So as one person on the message boards (partially) says, it's a case of "The more things change...." Luckily, this movie makes light of all these things. There's a line toward the end where Jessie Royce Landis makes a reference to "the Kennedys getting elected." This always reminds me of the difference between a movie MADE in the early ' 60s and any given one SET in the early ' 60s - the latter OFTEN has Kennedy references (and many OTHER topical ones) squeezed in EDGEWISE, instead of A FEW, worked in CASUALLY, the way it's done here. Of the supporting actors, I think William Bendix had the best part, as the bartender with the friendly advice for James Garner.

This film is quite similar to "Let's make love" by Billy Wilder starring Marilyn Monroe. Just like in that movie, the married men are so boyish one could wonder how they got married in the first place. Of course, that is part of the comedy in this "sex" farce. The contextual environment and the mentioning of the word "sex" are the only aspects that by any means are "dirty" and could have been questionable in the American cinema of the 50s. However, graphically there is nothing arousing except for a short kissing scene. Although the film starts off entertainingly and promising, it drags out way too long and the ending is nothing but corny. To that comes weak dialog without a single memorable line. I would suggest checking out the Monroe film instead, unless one is a fan of Kim Novak.

Group of wolfish businessmen--only one of whom is not married--rent a bachelor-pad for fun nights away from their wives and hire Kim Novak to be their resident play-thing; she agrees, but only because she has plans of her own. Smarmy set-up, surprisingly cynical for 1962, and ultimately a laughless sex farce. The whole scenario is rather offensive, and while the film doesn't exactly push the envelope for bedroom comedies, it's full of limp pseudo-smut, poshly-furnished and yet depressingly lascivious. Kim Novak tries to overcome the situation with her heavy-lidded, low-keyed classiness, but there's not much of a character here and she ends up just being a fashion plate; she's here to be ogled. James Garner is, once again, a handsome hole in the screen. NO STARS from ****