Very Cool!!!

Lack of good storyline.

The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.

The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

Because this comedy with music portrays the now dated male-female role viewpoints of the 1950's, it's a less than satisfying experience today. Perhaps the best that can be said about it is that it features the Academy Award nominated Jimmy Van Heusen-Sammy Cahn title song.Frank Sinatra is too old to play the swinging bachelor that attracts the prematurely "set in her ways" and too young bachelorette wannabe married gal that Debbie Reynolds plays. There is never anything that can remotely be called chemistry exhibited between the two in this movie. Ironically, Sinatra would be even older when he played a similar role in a much better film, Come Blow Your Horn (1963). This was directed by Charles Walters; Julius Epstein's screenplay was based on the Max Shulman-Robert Paul Smith play.I've never been able to warm up to David Wayne nor the characters he plays, and his "Indiana married man experiencing a mid-life crisis that comes to visit childhood pal (Sinatra) in New York" in this one is no different.On the other hand, Celeste Holm was practically auditioning for the Liz Imbrie part (successful thirty-something career woman longing for marriage but second choice for Sinatra's character whom she adores) she would play in High Society (1956) the following year; she's terrific in both roles. Carolyn Jones, who plays Sinatra's dog walker, is the most notable other actor in the cast.

So pronounces Joe McCall, played by David Wayne, a disillusioned family man who has temporarily fled the Midwest for NYC to taste what it feels like to be liberated from the ball and chain of marriage. He crashes with old buddy Charlie Reader, played by Frank Sinatra, a talent agent who inhabits the perfect bachelor pad that is equipped with all the accessories for a free-wheeling life: terrace and window overlooking a panoramic view, a bar conveniently located to the front door allowing immediate access to rows of bottles and the requisite ice bucket. Sinatra looks bored and put upon, walking through this all too familiar territory of portraying the "swinging bachelor." An assortment of women taking on the function of additional props, walk in and out of his apartment bringing him tributes of rare cheeses, raw whole fish, and to break this monotony, one serves as a dog walker for his dog who is all but invisible, the poor animal, apparently, sentenced to live out life in the kitchen. Debbie Reynolds, as Julie Gillis, would be actress, must be bride, is the interloper in Charlie's endless parade of women, anonymous personalities, known only by first name. She is stubborn, annoyingly willful and has life all figured out. Reynolds carries on in full perky form with a spunk and cuteness that for her amounts almost to a genetic curse. As you watch this film, you get the feeling that Frank Sinatra does not like Debbie Reynolds. There is no on screen chemistry between them and you wonder what his character, this "hip" guy, sees in this "square" bratty tyrant. Oh yes, then there is Sylvia Crewes, played by Celeste Holm, an actress, for some reason, periodically and illogically cast as a romantic interest. She's a concert violinist, " a first class lady…a girl someone marries." She's got Charlie's number all right but as a single woman who's been on the shelf too long, she hangs on, just hoping. Ultimately no damage is done to anyone, except to the "invisible" dog that is being held without bond for an indeterminate sentence. The sanctity of marriage prevails. So that's the set-up. The male/female tug of war, America 1950s style. This movie would have you believe that every man is on the make ready to jump the bones of any woman in convenient proximity. And every woman's reason for living and breathing is marriage and children. It's the wolf and the his prey, one hoping to avoid the tender trap of marriage, the other determined to cage her capture and throw away the key. If you can immerse yourself in this time capsule of an era gone by, and enjoy watching Sinatra on screen, who even, when as here is not at his best, the movie is worth watching. Sinatra's singing the Cahn/Van Heusen "Love is a Tender Trap" is a highlight. The movie does have its amusing moments, as you hoot at its mostly antique shenanigans.

This is yet another smarmy Hollywood movie where a young woman falls for an older guy and everything is supposed to be oh so cute simply because that's the premise. In real life, Sinatra was 17 years older than Reynolds. They don't seem to have much in common in this movie, but Hollywood has always loved this combination of young women with older men (both on screen and off). At least with Bogart and Bacall, there was some chemistry. I understand why this improbable pairing appeals to some men, but it certainly doesn't appeal to all women. Why doesn't Hollywood make movies about guys falling in love with older women? Sunset Boulevard is not what I had in mind. If you like mindless fluff with improbable plots, then this is a movie for you, but if you like movies with substance, don't bother with this.

Disappointing inane farce with an all-star cast.Frank Sinatra plays his usual swinging self. As a theatrical agent, he has a supply of women around including Lola Albright and Carolyn Jones. Both are completely wasted here. Jones was much better, when she starred 4 years later with Sinatra, in 1959's A Hole in the Head.Debbie Reynolds tries to play the prim and proper Julie, who has her life planned out for her. She falls for Sinatra.Celeste Holm tries to show comic flair by playing a musician-another love interest of Sinatra. Frankie becomes engaged to both Holm and Reynolds at the same time-you would think this would make for an hilarious situation. It doesn't and is quickly resolved.David Wayne, a wonderful under-rated actor, plays Sinatra's married and want-to-be swinging pal who has left his wife of 11 years along with his 3 children. He falls for Holm as well.Naturally, this story resolves itself at the end. Was it really worth the effort?Sinatra-Reynolds-Holm and Wayne come out on the screen at the end to sing the title song. Holm and Wayne hold hands despite the fact that Wayne returns to his wife and Holm conveniently marries a British resident who resides in the same building as Sinatra. How coincidental.