The greatest movie ever made..!

Good start, but then it gets ruined

I am only giving this movie a 1 for the great cast, though I can't imagine what any of them were thinking. This movie was horrible

Excellent and certainly provocative... If nothing else, the film is a real conversation starter.

The film had surprisingly very good taste. It incorporated both color picture and black and white into one film but alternated at just the right scenes. The color picture did add to the crazy feel of the film. All the colors were very vibrant, it was just like the plot. The camera sometimes shot from a far which made you feel very distant from the story. Most of the actors were good. It was a very wild feeling while watching it, since the characters were all over the place.The plot was actually pretty organized considering the way it played out. It was just a silly film, there was an actually suspenseful underline to it. Enjoyable and enhancing film!

The 1937 screwball comedy NOTHING SACRED is determined not to let you catch your breath, not for one nanosecond. As fast as an avalanche rolling down on you at racing car speed, it's like nothing you may have seen before. There's nothing subtle about NOTHING SACRED.Starring the gorgeous Carole Lombard, whose aristocratic beauty didn't quite hide a mischievous and wicked sense of humor and a stopwatch sense of timing, NOTHING SACRED purports to be the story of Hazel Flagg, a small-town woman who is dying of radium poisoning – a hilarious premise, you must admit. But nothing is as it seems in NOTHING SACRED. Hazel is dying of boredom, not radium poisoning, and to get out of town and go to town, as it were. she seizes upon a seedy Manhattan newspaperman's wretched attempt to redeem his reputation after a silly hoax goes awry. As cynical as a pawnbroker being offered the crown jewels of England by a ragged hobo, the reporter, played by Fredric March, sees corruption and self-aggrandizement everywhere, but especially in his own profession. He also sees Hazel as his way back to grace and brings her to Gotham.As manipulative as Lady Macbeth, though much cuter, Hazel takes New York City by storm. She becomes a two-week wonder. She gets a key to the city; flashbulbs pop everywhere she goes; teary-eyed sob-sisters weep over her gallantry and courage; and newspapers devote their front-pages to her – the whole nine yards of instant celebrity-hood.But master screenwriter Ben Hecht's intention is much more devious than an open-mouthed recounting of still another flash-in-the-pan. With hilarious effect, he peels away the pretensions of doctors, politicians, do-gooders and, especially, the newspaper business. You don't dare turn away for a second during Hazel's wild romp. Everybody speaks with a forked tongue here – quickly, hilariously, deceitfully and colorfully. (Ben Hecht's command of contemporary slang of the '30s is something splendidiferous, if not spanglorious.)Filmed in an early Technicolor process, the available prints of NOTHING SACRED have not aged well: with New York City coming across as a sort of muddy Land of Oz (The skyscrapers look good, though.) Costumes are outlandish, major sets are tasteless, even vulgar – doubtlessly on purpose, and – this is a surprise in a major studio's product – editing is a bit slipshod (a small-town doctor's office has a high cathedral-like ceiling, with an overlooked set of studio Klieg lights popping up in one scene (at approx 13:44 into the film), only to disappear in the next (15:00). Director William Wellman, himself a World War I fighter pilot, also spends an inordinate amount of time on aerial shots, which, though offering a fascinating glimpse of the city as it was eighty years ago, don't exactly push along the plot. All this, curiously enough, serves the film writer's intention rather well, turning the movie into a form of not-quite-human puppet show. The opening credits may have had this in mind, giving this away with an odd and eerie display of frightening doll caricatures of the cast. Oscar Levant's lush music, with the additional help of Alfred Newman and Max Steiner, and Raymond Scott's Quintette, punctuates the movie with a sophisticated richness that never intrudes. The cast included some well-known names of the time, not all of them credited: Charles Winninger, Walter Connolly, Frank Fay, boxer Maxie Rosenbloom, Margaret Hamilton, Billy Barty (as the kid who bites Fredric March's leg – don't ask!), Jinx Falkenburg, Hedda Hopper, Aileen Pringle, Hattie McDaniel, Leonid Kinskey, and, as one of a quartet of rather weird German medical specialists, Yale drama professor Monty (THE MAN WHO CAME TO DINNER) Woolley.A lot of other talent was called in for this brief 73-minute movie, including the uncredited writing of David O. Selznick, Moss Hart, Sidney Howard, George S. Kaufman, Ring Lardner, Jr. and Budd Schulberg, among others. (Scenarist Ben Hecht took only two weeks to write the script – he was said to be the fastest as well as the highest-paid screenwriter in Hollywood – and Messrs. Selznick and Wellman may have felt the need for some additional polishing. While Ben Hecht was a much-honored scriptwriter – he wrote over 70 movies, was nominated for six Oscars, and won two, including the first Oscar ever for Original Screenplay, for UNDERWORLD, 1927 – his scripts, to the Hollywood moguls, still were nothing sacred.)

It's not often that a film is able to pull off punching a woman right in the face as fodder for comedy, but it was the 30's, and domestic abuse was funny back then. No points are deducted here for poor taste, mainly because Carole Lombard got her retribution in satisfying manner. 1937's screwball comedy, Nothing Sacred does nothing special. It's a short film clocking in at less than 80 minutes; wasting no time to throw down 'The End' once the conclusion was declared. Only ten years had passed since the first 'talkie' in 1927, yet Nothing Sacred unlike many others during this period has aged quite well in comparison. Rarely while watching this film, would anyone be detracted by any technological restrictions, this inaugural screwball filmed in color has been restored to levels that allow it to look marvelous, even by today's standards.This is not a film I would go out of my way to watch again, but when taking the time to consider where film was at in 1937, it's easy to be impressed with how enjoyable of a film this was. To provide some context, actress Margaret Hamilton has a bit part early in the movie as "the drug store lady." You might better know her as the "Wicked Witch of the West," a role she's iconically play two years later.Overall, Nothing Sacred does stand on it's own. It tackles an important topic in journalistic ethics along with presenting it in absorbable medium. The acting is solid and the chemistry between the two leads is strong. This is the type of a film that lays a strong groundwork for future classics though can stand on its own without excuses. There is much to like here for film lovers who have a soft spot for these 30s-40's romantic comedies.

This movie started out funny with the initial scandal and continued to be funny throughout. The main source of comedy (and my favorite part of the film) was the Doctor from Warsaw. His drunkenness and clumsiness definitely had me chuckling the most. Hazel also had me laughing in many parts of the movie.The plot was decent enough for me to enjoy and the "fight" scene was probably my favorite scene in the entire movie. Other than these specific elements, the movie kind of fell short of my expectations, which s bad when you have no previous expectations beforehand. I didn't really care for the newspaper man or his boss, really. Max, I think his name was, was alright in the total three or four minute screen time he got.