Watched: 01/27/2024
Format: Prime
Viewing: First
Director: Blake Edwards
Selection: Me, by rec
So, a colleague had recommended this one, and forewarned me that it is a product of it's time, and I could not agree more.
This is a movie with an odd framing device - a US Navy Admiral returning to the submarine he skippered during the war on the morning the boat is set to head to the boneyard. He sits down and reads his Captain's log from cover to cover in his former bunk.
By 1959 two things were apparently true:
1) the US was ready to do light, sexy comedies about the war, including starting out with making Pearl Harbor a wacky incident that happened
2) the role of women in film - especially light comedies - had changed a lot, with the "can do" spirit of women in the war or even noir
There is not room in this post to discuss the rapid swing of women in pictures of the 1950's from tough-women-on-the-homefront to "don't let those daffy women near machinery. That's for MEN." that I assume reflects the culture of the time. But it's kind of a thing, and for as fast as it happened, it took a lot longer to eke our way back out.
This movie is the Admiral's (Cary Grant) recollections of the submarine crew's post Pearl Harbor response, lifting the boat and getting it semi-seaworthy again thanks to shenanigans on the part of a new Lieutenant (Tony Curtis), a streetwise fast talker who has joined the navy for the uniform and social ladder climbing opportunities.
It's got a hint of Sgt. Bilko (which pre-dates the film) as some of the best gags are about Tony Curtis finding the materials needed. Good stuff.
But the main feature of the film is when the sub stops off at an island and finds they have to evacuate 6 female nurses. Who are, of course, mostly stacked. And then it's a lot of "boys will be boys" and "women don't belong on a boat!" humor that you either are going to have to get settled in with or you're going to want to choke a boat load of US servicemen.
The humor is a brand of post-screwball wackiness that would continue to expand into the 1960's and be killed off by 1970s film while being embraced by 1970's TV, in its way. And some bits are really good. I did want to tell the editor to please leave Cary Grant alone and let him have his moments after something wacky happened, because that's where you get the laugh doubled down (see Grant in Bringing Up Baby). There's not even exactly double-entendres but in an era that was sanitizing comedy, this must have felt pretty racy (you see a girdle and a bra!).
Fun bit of casting - look for Marion "Mrs. Cunningham" Ross as one of the nurses. And, fun fact: there was a 1977 TV show that basically remade the movie starring John Astin in the Cary Grant role and had a very young Jamie Lee Curtis as one of the nurses. I have absolutely no idea how this premise was carried off for two seasons of network TV.
Anyway, it's a fascinating time capsule talking to the generation who was in the war now that they bought suburban houses as much as it's a comedy you can still put on and get most of the jokes.
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