Yes, My Darling Daughter

This rather dated comedy involves young Priscilla Lane going unchaperoned to spend a weekend at a lake cabin with Jeffrey Lynn before he goes off to Belgium for a career change and a bit of excitement. It got all the censor's hackles up because the two at the moment are not intending to be married. Today it wouldn't raise a blip.

I'm in agreement with the other reviewer who said there's a whole lot of talking going on. Not as much as in one of Bette Davis's worst films Winter Meeting, still a lot. Today the young folk would be getting it on.

Lane and her grandmother May Robson are having a great old time pointing out to mama Fay Bainter that back in the day she was a frisky young thing herself, all that suffragette activity etc. Fay reacts like a mom, but she's hoisted on her own petard by her past.

Ian Hunter plays dad and he's out sailing on Long Island sound while all this is going on. When he arrives on the scene this pillar of the community proves singularly ineffectual. His sister Genevieve Tobin and house guest Roland Young function as kibitzers.

Hard to believe back in the day that Yes My Darling Daughter got the Legion of Decency in such a snit. The play by Mark Reed ran for 405 performances with a cast I'm sure you mostly never heard of. Just noting the Broadway cast list you can see how the play was expanded a bit for the screen.

One has to wonder that in 1939 those who saw Yes My Darling Daughter had to wonder what happens to all the characters the following year when the Nazis march into Belgium. It certainly had me wondering.

This is a most dated but amusing film.