Amateur movie with Big budget

Very interesting film. Was caught on the premise when seeing the trailer but unsure as to what the outcome would be for the showing. As it turns out, it was a very good film.

Fun premise, good actors, bad writing. This film seemed to have potential at the beginning but it quickly devolves into a trite action film. Ultimately it's very boring.

Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

What a tremendous idea for a plot! "Who Was That Lady" has one funny scene after another. This is a very good comedy of story and happenings. One doesn't need crisp or witty dialog. Very much of that, and it would begin to compete with and lessen the effect of the antics and hilarious circumstances. Much of the comedy here is in innuendo and rather obvious build-ups. But it's so funny just because it happens as we imagine it will from the build-up. The scenes just give prolonged enjoyment to the hilarious situations. The cast all are OK or better. Tony Curtis and Janet Leigh were real husband and wife at the time, and they sparkle together. Leigh's performance is tops as Ann Wilson, wife of Columbia University professor David Wilson. Dean Martin is Michael Haney, a long-time school chum and Army buddy of David. He has a TV show with access to all kinds of props. David faces a divorce because Ann walked in on a scene in his chemistry lab. A foreign exchange student was showing her appreciation to the professor with a big kiss. Michael comes to the rescue with the most unbelievable story. David was just kissing the student, a foreign agent, in the line of duty – because he and Michael are undercover FBI agents on the side. After Michael has his props man make a realistic FBI card for David, we have a hilarious scene in which the doubting Ann all of a sudden believes the story and then eagerly begins to fantasize over her husband's real identity. When the real FBI get wind of what is going on, the humor increases by leaps and bounds. James Whitmore is Harry Powell, the real FBI agent sent to monitor, harness and reign in the impostor FBI agents. The restaurant scenes in Lee Wong's restaurant left me in stitches. Then, just when new think the plot has run out, it take a turn and another hilarious scene put the duo in the basement of the Empire State Building which they think is a Russian submarine. They decided to sacrifice themselves and take the enemy sub down with them. The humor just keeps rolling. This is the best of situation comedy. Curtis and Martin both had good careers and made some entertaining movies. Martin's singing and recordings were a bigger part of his career. And Curtis, especially, could do dramatic roles. But for the most part, both men played in lighter comedies with less demanding roles. So, this is a pleasant surprise for the amount of humor. We must chalk that up to Norman Krasna who wrote the original play and then the screenplay for this film. One could envision other males, especially, in these roles. A number of other actors in Martin's role might have given the film more of a boost. But, it is very funny and good entertainment as it is.

Light-hearted and amusing tale where Martin gets Curtis to pretend he is a member of the FBI to cover up Leigh catching him kissing another girl. Yes, that's about it but its OK, Tony Curtis doesn't put himself out too much, Dean Martin is his usual cool self and coasts easily enough through the proceedings but it is the energetic and likable performance from Janet Leigh that surprises. Same year as Psycho!Worth seeing if you are a fan of any of the three stars. Nothing brilliant but never a dull moment.

I'd always wanted to check out this well-regarded if rarely-seen comedy – for the record, some years back I missed out on its sole Italian TV screening (that I know of). For Tony Curtis, it meant something of a follow-up to the classic SOME LIKE IT HOT (1959) – where he's forced, with his co-star (in this case, Dean Martin), to pass himself off as something he isn't (an F.B.I. agent), leading to misunderstanding, various complications and imminent danger.Similarly, a female is involved in the shenanigans (Curtis' on and off-screen wife Janet Leigh) though, here, the whole ruse starts off because of her: Chemistry Professor Curtis' fling with a female student is discovered by his jealous wife, so he turns for help to his best pal – TV writer Martin – who procures him with papers (and a gun) denoting his Bureau affiliations; Leigh is finally convinced of this and, soon after, is contacted by a real F.B.I. operative (James Whitmore) who uses her to keep track of just what Curtis and Martin are up to! One of the highlights of the film is the extended yet splendid incident in a restaurant: Leigh accepts Curtis' excuse to go on the town with Martin, believing it to be another federal job – but, in her over-eagerness to help, effectively blows his cover…which then lands the F.B.I. itself in hot water! The biggest trouble, however, is that enemy agents take the two men to be the real deal and kidnap them (and Leigh) in order to extract vital information they believe Curtis is in possession of! The aftermath of this sequence is again hilarious as, dazed by the drug he's been given, Curtis thinks they've been taken to a Russian sub and persuades Martin to flood it…but it transpires that they're in the basement of the Empire State Building! The script (adapted by Norman Krasna – who also produced – from his own play) balances witty dialogue with inspired zany situations, which are then delightfully put across by an excellent cast. Both male stars, in fact, were already adept at this type of thing (crooner Martin also sings the title tune), but Leigh surprisingly proves a fine comedienne in her own right: it's a pity that her marriage to Curtis was crumbling by this time which is doubly ironic given the film's plot, but they were professional enough not to let the real cracks show in their performances.

When Janet Leigh interrupts assistant chemistry professor husband Tony Curtis at work she finds him in the arms of a female student ,and promptly sets about leaving him and petitioning for divorce .He turns in desperation to his friend -a TV scriptwriter played by Dean Martin.Together they concoct a story that he is an FBI agent whose romantic activity was all in the line of duty .Somewhat implausibly she believes the far fetched tale and the marriage is once again set fair.Or it would be but for unexpected complications--the real FBI are not amused by the deception;Martin siezes upon the deception as a cover for his serial womanising and some foreign spies believe Curtis and Martin may have secrets they can use.It builds to a frantic climax deep in the bowels of the Empire State Building, The movie has pace and this is what sustains interest for the script is pretty feeble -thin to the point of anorexia.The movie zips along briskly enough to paper over the cracks in the script and while rarely laugh out loud this is a genial and engaging comedy very much of its period in its attitudes to women who are here confined to domesticity and looking good.Strong performances all round with James Whitmore especially good as an ulcer ridden FBI man and John mcIntyre as his superior.