Truly Dreadful Film

Dreadfully Boring

Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.

I almost gave up on this film after the first 15 minutes...talk, talk, talk...too much dialog that was not that interesting. I'm glad I stuck with it, because it developed into a pretty decent comedy.It's sort of "The Bachelor And The Bobby Soxer" X 2, although that is not the main gist of the movie...which is widowed town mayor (Irene Dunne) falling in love with suave sculptor (Charles Boyer), which simply won't work in that small town...or will it.Dunne is quite good with comedy, and demonstrates that here. Boyer does nicely, too...in fact considering that I am not a fan of his, I rather enjoyed him here. The real hoot of the picture is that scene stealer -- Charles Coburn! The other actors do their jobs, and this is quite a watchable film after the first little bit. While not one of Dunne's best films, it is worth watching...at least once...though it may not end up on your DVD shelf.

Yes, I know it was hyperbole saying that Satan made her hat, but I kept thinking only someone very evil could create such an ugly and god-awful hat. Yet, oddly, she bought it to make herself more attractive. This was a miserable failure! As for the film, Irene Dunne plays a very emotionally constricted widow who is the mayor of a small town. Since her husband's death, her life has been her job and her father-in-law (the wonderful Charles Coburn) wants her to live a little--date and have some fun. But she is a seemingly hopeless case and carries her husband's memory around like an albatross around her neck. By chance, she has a meeting with an artist (Charles Boyer). Boyer is a French romantic and she is obviously bothered by him. Very crazy things ensue and the ultimate result is pretty predictable but fun. Not a great film but a fun one.While the film was silly and enjoyable, one problem with it was the annoying character played by Mona Freeman. She was one-dimensional and impossible to believe as a real human being and the first 10 minutes she was in were the worst. Fortunately, she was just a supporting character--and a badly written one. But, on the other hand, Charles Coburn played a most delightful character--full of wonderful quips and easy to love. He made a career out of playing sweet manipulative guys like this (such as in his Oscar-winning performance in "The More The Merrier") as well as gruff old goats. I make it a point to see him in everything and I am never disappointed! He managed to breath some life into this otherwise ordinary film.By the way, in the elevator scene, look at the elevator operator. That's Alfalfa Switzer--of the Li'l Rascals fame. Also by the way, if the plot from this movie seems familiar, it was later re-worked on an episode of "I Love Lucy"!

Even one of the most gifted and effervescent comediennes of Hollywood's golden era can't rescue the weak, silly (and sexist) script. Yet again Hollywood of the 1940s insists that a successful woman isn't complete, and can't be happy, unless she has a man - and invariably the plot is going to demand that she give up her career, because a relationship with a man is the only thing that matters. It's a premise that becomes increasingly hard to swallow as we get further and further away from the 1940s and 1950s. Charles Boyer plays the bohemian sculptor (who dresses like Saville Row) who she enlists to duplicate a statue of her husband, with graces the small town where she is Mayor, having succeeded her husband, who died. Charles Coburn is reliable comedic support, as her father-in-law, who relentlessly insists that her first womanly duty is to loosen up - in later years they'd say that she should get laid - and go for the man. There's a subplot about her precocious teen daughter, who falls for Boyer, and the daughter's lanky boyfriend, who then falls for Dunne. It's a duplicate set-up of an I Love Lucy episode a few years later. The film is forced, far-fetched, silly, basically unfunny. The stars struggle to bring a levity and wit that are simply missing from the dialogue, situations or premise. Dunne is so fetching, physically lovely, at the height of her beauty, and could deliver a line, arch an eyebrow, tilt her head, laugh, and make every man just fall in love with her, me included. She transcends an inferior script, not exactly enough to make the movie enjoyable, since it's mindlessly silly and predictable, and beneath the talents of the principal cast, but she is simply captivating. Charles Vidor also manages to inject some sparkle with his deft touch, to a sparkle-less script.

Fun teaming of Dunne and Boyer in a nice little comedy with good performances by all.Dunne plays a widow who is mayor of a small Vermont town. She goes off to New York City to interview a sculptor (Boyer) for a town project but gets involved in a nightclub raid after she is mistaken for the stripper. Back in Vermont Dunne tries to forget Boyer but he shows up and moves into her garage to sculpt.Dunne is goaded into "life" again by her father-in-law (Charles Coburn) and dramatic teen step-daughter (Mona Freeman). This get funny when Freeman thinks Boyer has proposed to her. To get even Dunne traps gawky teen (Jerome Courtland) into proposing to her. The four spar back and forth with Coburn get more and more confused until things finally straighten out.Good support from Elizabeth Patterson, Charles Dingle, Janis Carter, Adele Jergens, Carl Switzer, Nora Cecil, Nina Mae McKinney, and Hobart Cavanaugh. Shelley Winters has a bit part.Dunne and Boyer had great chemistry and three made films together.