Lies, infidelity, drunkeness, and divorce. And it's all in the name of good clean fun in this 1930's screwball classic. Cary Grant and Irene Dunne play a couple getting divorced because they suspect each other of cheating. In most situations, these suspicions would arise from a lack of marital communication, but in this film it's the opposite. They're both so busy trying to one-up the other that they don't listen.
A minute doesn't go by without an attempt at a joke. And most of the time it's quite successful! A few highlights for me: Irene Dunne trying to keep up with her date's spontaneous, dynamic, "award winning" dancing; Irene Dunne's inebriated posing as Cary Grant's sister; Mr. Smith, their dog, playing hide-and-seek at the most inopportune times. But for me, the constant sight gags and prop comedy got tiresome. Don't get me wrong, I loved the movie, especially the edginess of some of the jokes.
Has Cary Grant ever been this lovable in a movie. The clunky Charlie Chaplin impression aside, I think this is Grant at his best. The performances and the envelope pushing alone garner a viewing but I still have to disagree with Robert Osborne's opinion that this is one of the greatest movies ever made.
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