...but here I think it was the writers that were screwy. I almost always enjoy Clark Gable, and I don't recall ever being disappointed in a Loretta Young film. But there was just something off about this film.
Perhaps it's the plot. Mayors going to San Francisco for a convention...okay. Two mayors falling in love...okay. Two mayors getting married by the end of the movie...okay. But some of the stuff in between...not okay. Loretta Young's character in a low class Chinese restaurant where fisticuffs break out after a strip tease...not okay...and not funny. Clark Gable's character climbing an extremely high fire truck ladder to break into Young's hotel room...too absurd. Loretta's Young's jujitsu fight...bizarre. And that's sort of the way this movie goes. It almost seems as if they were thinking that they had to put a film together, but struggled to make it meaningful.
I liked the supporting cast here, although this was not Frank Morgan's best role as a Fire Chief, and unfortunately it was his last film, which was not released until after his death. Marilyn Maxwell...too old to be an exotic dancer. Raymond Burr was fine as the bully villain. James Gleason had a good, though small role as a police sergeant. And the venerable Lewis Stone was showing his age here at age 71, though it was always good seeing him in a film.
Gable had a number of excellent films after this is the decade before his death, including one of my favorite Gable films -- "It Started In Naples", which as a child I saw on the day he died, and again on the day he was buried. This film, however, is unmemorable and nearly an embarrassment.
Perhaps it's the plot. Mayors going to San Francisco for a convention...okay. Two mayors falling in love...okay. Two mayors getting married by the end of the movie...okay. But some of the stuff in between...not okay. Loretta Young's character in a low class Chinese restaurant where fisticuffs break out after a strip tease...not okay...and not funny. Clark Gable's character climbing an extremely high fire truck ladder to break into Young's hotel room...too absurd. Loretta's Young's jujitsu fight...bizarre. And that's sort of the way this movie goes. It almost seems as if they were thinking that they had to put a film together, but struggled to make it meaningful.
I liked the supporting cast here, although this was not Frank Morgan's best role as a Fire Chief, and unfortunately it was his last film, which was not released until after his death. Marilyn Maxwell...too old to be an exotic dancer. Raymond Burr was fine as the bully villain. James Gleason had a good, though small role as a police sergeant. And the venerable Lewis Stone was showing his age here at age 71, though it was always good seeing him in a film.
Gable had a number of excellent films after this is the decade before his death, including one of my favorite Gable films -- "It Started In Naples", which as a child I saw on the day he died, and again on the day he was buried. This film, however, is unmemorable and nearly an embarrassment.