I have absolutely never seen anything like this movie before. You have to see this movie.

It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.

Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.

The story-telling is good with flashbacks.The film is both funny and heartbreaking. You smile in a scene and get a soulcrushing revelation in the next.

Kim Novak plays the most popular commercial floozy in the small town of Climax, NV. She lives in a small trailer in back of the Bellybutton roadhouse, where she usually hangs out otherwise. She goes by the concocted name of Polly the Pistol. In her trailer, she keeps a talkative parrot who's hooked on shoot 'em up TV westerns, which Polly provides.. It continuously screeches "Bang, Bang" in imitation of the TV sound. Thus, the parrot could also reasonably be named Polly the Pistol, and I suspect Polly dubbed herself likewise. The "Bang, Bang", every time we get a peak in the trailer, serves as one of several running gags. Another involves Ray Walston, as Orville: the town piano teacher, and unknown composer of tunes. He's married to the prettiest girl in town(Felicia Farr, as Zelda), and is constantly obsessed by the suspicion that various men are having or trying to have an affair with her. Thus, because Zelda is going to the dentist every 3 months, he suspects the dentist. Because she leaves notes for the milkman, he's another suspect whom Orville berates. He even accuses his14y.o. piano student of trying to muscle in. Of course, when Zelda's favorite singer: womanizing Dino(Dean Martin), unexpectedly shows up in town, with a car problem engineered by Orville's songwriting buddy Barney, Orville's paranoia goes through the roof. On the other hand, they want Dino to stay in town long enough to hear several of their songs, which they hope he will promote. But how to entice him to stay at Orville's to hear the songs, yet keep him from bedding Zelda, in Orville's mind? Barney gets the brilliant idea of enticing Polly to stay overnight at Orville's, masquerading as Zelda, while they somehow get rid of Zelda, probably by making her upset, so she runs off to her parents for the night....Well, things don't quite work out as planned. I will let you see how things get snarled up, and Orville's worst nightmare happens. (You can see the movie at YouTube). At least, as a result of all the maneuvering, some of the pair's songs get published, Dino sings them on TV, and they make enough money to buy Polly a car, so she can take her trailer somewhere else, and start her life over......The whole screenplay comes across like a beefed up episode of "I Love Lucy", with it's contrived craziness......Dean was fine as an exaggerated version of his typical stage persona. At first, Polly was too defensive against Dino's advances. Polly often walked and danced with a Marilyn Monroe wiggle......I enjoyed Cliff Osmond's Barney, as Orville's goofy, but imaginative, friend, and sometimes go between. Ray Walston , as Orville, was fine, though perhaps he lacked the charisma factor that Jack Lemmon would have brought to the role.(Felicia was then married to Jack). Felicia succeeded in being desirable without being a siren. She had lost her unusual innocent-looking face and shy personality she exhibited 8 years earlier in 2 westerns("Jubal", and "The Last Wagon"),hence I didn't recognize her. Her acting career was mostly spent on TV rather than in Hollywood, where she was included in the occasional film. See this fun B&W film at YouTube.

Dean Martin plays a character named Dino in this Billy Wilder film, Kiss Me, Stupid, centering on Ray Walston's jealousy and possessive nature when it comes to his wife, played wonderfully by Felicia Farr (Jack Lemmon's wife in real life.) Ray and Cliff Osmond are songwriters on the side (Ray being a piano teacher and Cliff being a mechanic by trade) in a small town in Nevada, so when Dino is driving through on his way to a gig, they make the most of it, making the car undriveable and making Dino stay the night at Ray's house. By way of trying to get him to buy a song and make millions, Cliff proposes an unusual idea. Due to Dino's known proclivities, "Why don't we get a girl from The Belly Button for him?" But when they feel that it would be a bigger favor for it to be Ray's wife, Cliff says, "Introduce her as your wife." After a fight with Felicia, getting her out of the house, they set it all up with Kim Novak as Polly the Pistol. I believe I read somewhere that this film was criticized by the Legion of Decency or some such religious groups because of the film's disregard towards convention. In fact, to a degree, the film (and Cliff Osmond's character especially) does come across as rather crass, uncouth, obnoxious and downright disgusting, as it revels in mud. But almost because of its outrageousness, we feel it's laughing at itself. The witty dialogue and script by Billy Wilder and I.A.L. Diamond is the real star here, as it drops several popular names and makes fun of them. Cliff Osmond is memorable as his crude friend, singing "I'm a Poached Egg," one of several songs written for the film by the Gershwins. But Felicia Farr comes off best of the four leads, and this is probably the meatiest role of her career. I would now discuss the whole "What would you ask your wife to do for the sake of money?" aspect of the film but that would take a whole 300-word essay to get into that. But ironically as loose in morals as this film purports to be in the beginning, it's interesting to see how things develop and how Ray's brain works as Dino works on Polly. Things all work out in the end, but maybe not in the way you expect. But if you need to stop to connect the dots in Wilder's script and mind, which entertains, if not ruffling some feathers along the way, then think quick. Get ready for a wild and thought-provoking ride! Better yet, just Kiss Me Stupid.

I am an admirer of many of Billy Wilder's movies - Stalag 17, Days of Wine and Roses, Some Like it Hot - and other wonderful, trend-setting, sophisticated, stylish films. But this film just SUCKS!It opens well; the title sequence is basically a snapshot of Dean Martin's Las Vegas act of the time, and his twisted turn playing someone who might be himself has an undeniable fascination.Unfortunately, he is not the male lead of this film - RAY WALSTON is! Walston?! Really?! An able but second string character actor? The supporting player is the leading man? That could be interesting if Walston had been directed against type - but he isn't - he is directed to be a character actor - in a leading role? Really?! Once Walston appears on screen, the film goes straight to hell. In fact it is hell, a weird kind of wigged-out Nevada version of Andy Griffith's Mayberry - why? To provide a small enough stage to make small characters look large, I guess; doesn't work. These characters are all profoundly unpleasant and two-dimensional; except for Martin, who's rarely on screen.The film is apparently a remake of an Italian sex-farce, Wife for a Night; that in itself tells me that the whole project started off badly. (And continued - the Walston part was intended for Peter Sellers, who Wilder couldn't deal with, and Wilder himself suffered heart problems.) But the main problem is that Italian comedy is coming from a very different tradition than Wilder's (so clearly related to Lubitsch), so it's really impossible to guess why he tried what he was clearly unsuited for.Not much to add except the cinematography is good, and the music sucks. (Apparently based on material the Gershwin brothers decided needed reworking... maybe they were right?).Caused a minor scandal in its day - but it was easy to cause scandals back then. That alone is simply not enough to recommend it.

There is no sense to this story of a jealous husband (Ray Walston) who sets up a stranded singer (Dean Martin as "Dino Martini", an obvious parody of himself) with a barmaid (Kim Novak) posing as his wife after the real wife (Felicia Farr) flees in tears after the paranoid Walston sets her up for a fight in order to prevent an actual seduction by the sex-crazed Lothario. The film, photographed in a truly dreary version of fabulous black and white, has a hysterical opening in Las Vegas with Martin performing his stage act to Gershwin's "S' Wonderful", then getting stuck in the town of "Climax" where the big social scene is at a dive bar called the "Belly Button". Such character performers as Henry Gibson, John Fiedler, Alice Pearce and Doro Merande (as Farr's nasty witch like mother whom Walston refers to as "Godzilla") pop in and out of the supposed plot line for non-comic effect. Walston is a songwriter who is trying to get Martin to buy his songs (actually trunk songs by Gershwin which appear to have been trunk songs for a reason) for his upcoming musical special.This is a one joke movie (where the punchline really has the screenwriter deserving to be punched) that in spite of its truly raunchy story seemed to have some promise at the beginning but soon lead me into shaking my head much like the critics at the time did. There is no evidence as to why Martin would want to seduce a married woman inside her own house with the husband present or why Walston thought his wife was cheating on him in the first place. After the subtle sexualities of "Some Like It Hot", "The Apartment" and "Irma La Douce", director Billy Wilder would really hit rock bottom with this one.