The other thing I love about this film is the fantastic 1930s kitchen. I love old appliances, and I really want their monitor top refrigerator:
The other thing I love about this film is the fantastic 1930s kitchen. I love old appliances, and I really want their monitor top refrigerator:
Ah, you're right- I got the two confused.
@avclub-01f652032789f75656fb3776a9a30128:disqus Actually, when it was released, it had an alternate ending where she was punished for sleeping around (and ended up back in Erie, PA, or whatever hellhole she came from). They filmed it and removed some of the more suggestive scenes after the film got rejected by…
"Have one of these, you'll wake up with a wonderful appetite!", or something to that effect.
Eugene Pallette plays the same character in basically every film.
I greatly preferred her to Irene Dunne, who's incredibly irritating as his first wife. Dunno what he was thinking…
The male equivalent is probably Ralph Bellamy, who was always the "other man" to Fred Astaire and others. I always thought he was quite handsome.
(insert Orson Welles furiously clapping .gif)
William Powell is one of my favorite actors (and human beings) of all time, and an incredible professional.
Definitely a class act.
I hope you've seen "Baby Face", where she sleeps her way to the top of a corporation and becomes CEO. Such a terrific film. Personally, I always thought she was incredibly sexy, and had great chemistry with a lot of her co-stars.
Powell and Lombard were married in real life, but had been divorced for three years when they made this film together.
60s British comedy: Carry On Godfreying
William Powell is my #1 choice for "celebrity husband" (if he was younger and, you know, alive). He wasn't conventionally handsome compared with a lot of other leading men, but he's just so… debonair.
If you don't mind Dutch subtitles, there's a cut-price DVD set on Amazon.co.uk called "De Vrekers".
Have you read his autobiography ("Blind in One Ear")? It's very entertaining. He goes into some detail about his unusual upbringing, and also being expelled from Eton for being an amateur pornographer and bookmaker.
You're too kind, my dear robot friend! I'm afraid I'm not here as often as I'd like to be these days, but one of our mutual friends sent me a link to this article.
"Will you all kick me"
I will. Or worse…
Let us never speak of that again.
Hear, hear.