Ann Sothern is a gold-digging model who isn't having much luck finding a
rich husband; she's casually dating a baron (Erik Rhodes), but though
pleasant, he's not really very romantic. She also doesn't think much of
the male models she sometimes works with—"Million dollar profiles and
dollar & a quarter brains," she says. One day while on assignment on
a yacht being rented out by Eric Blore, she mistakes Gene Raymond (a
blond guy with, indeed, a nice profile) for a model, but he's actually
the millionaire owner of the yacht and Blore is his valet. Despite being
bad-mouthed by Sothern, Raymond falls for her and keeps up the
subterfuge of being a model, going so far as to have Blore front a fake
ad agency so he can hire Sothern to model with him. Soon, in spite of
herself, Sothern starts liking Raymond, and the second half of the movie
has a screwball feel to it. In a very amusing and fairly sexy scene,
Raymond admits to a fear that he'll go bald, so she puts mange cure in
his hair, then has to shampoo it out (pictured at left). This brings her
conflicts to the forefront and she gets a little spooked. In the end,
Raymond pretends he's tried to kill himself to get her once and for all.
That
fake suicide plot is a little creepy, especially when he smears ketchup
on his head to simulate a gunshot wound. Even creepier, she figures out
what's going on when she tastes his blood. But this is generally a nice
little romantic comedy, which might be said to be a forerunner of the
full-fledged screwball comedy genre. Both Sothern and Raymond are fine,
and both characters act in equally reprehensible ways—she's a mass of
prejudices and he's a conniving trickster—so they really deserve each
other. Raymond even gets to sing a song, "Will You?" which he wrote. The
supporting cast comes right out of an Astaire/Rogers movie: Helen
Brodrick is dry fun as Sothern's sister, Erik Rhodes does his exotic but
stuffily formal playboy bit very nicely. But much of this winds up
being Eric Blore's show—I think this is the biggest role I've seen him
play and he makes the most of it. I also got a big kick out of a trick
cigarette box of Raymond's that shoots a cigarette out right between his
lips. Minor fun, and for Blore fans, a must. [TCM]
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