This premise of this movie, remarkably spineless son can't tell his parent's he's married an oddly forgiving nightclub singer, is pretty absurd, but what the movie lacks in sense it makes up for in humor. It's a very likable movie with a typically engaging performance by Rogers and a typically amiable one by Stewart.
The funny thing about this movie is it accepts the family dynamics as just another wacky family, and by the standards of 1940s screwball comedies I suppose it is, but I couldn't help but think about how you could take the same family dynamic - dominating patriarch, a frail, timorous wife, two sons, one fearful and the other somewhat dissolute - and you've the makings of some grim stage drama by Arthur Miller or someone.
Well, that's the danger of getting older; when I was watching every old movie as a teenager I was oblivious to these contextual issues, but happily I am still able to enjoy a dopey comedy like this one.
The funny thing about this movie is it accepts the family dynamics as just another wacky family, and by the standards of 1940s screwball comedies I suppose it is, but I couldn't help but think about how you could take the same family dynamic - dominating patriarch, a frail, timorous wife, two sons, one fearful and the other somewhat dissolute - and you've the makings of some grim stage drama by Arthur Miller or someone.
Well, that's the danger of getting older; when I was watching every old movie as a teenager I was oblivious to these contextual issues, but happily I am still able to enjoy a dopey comedy like this one.