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With Cary Grant, Ginger Rodgers, Charles Coburn and a young Marilyn Monroe this hilarious testament to the great screwball comedies is worth it's weight in gold. Far funnier and more delectable than the paltry Hollywood comedies (i.e. Adam Sandler) that grace theaters these days, this gem filmed in black and white is a model of a great genre.

Directed with mercurial class by Howard Hawkes and featuring the great Ben Hecht among the screenwriters, this 1952 comedy has a zany but totally logical premise. All the players simply shine in the material; especially Grant and Rodgers who do hilarious takeoffs on becoming and behaving like children.

I find comments made here concerning the political incorrectness of the cowboy and Indian scene to be laughable. Why do modern movie goers judge a movie 50 years old by current standards. I was born in 1950 and every kid on the block all over the USA played cowboys and Indians. It wasn't politically incorrect in 1952; it was in fact, part of the mainstream socio-cultural structure. Shall we not play "The Merchant of Venice" because Shakespeare's Shylock is anti-semetic. I'm reminded of how ludicrous "Pearl Harbor" was with none of the sailors smoking because it's "politically incorrect" these days. One must put the time and context of certain works of art in perspective. Frankly, the cowboy and Indian sequence is one of the funniest in the movie and very true to the 1950's. Anyway, enough of that diatribe. Run out and see this movie. It'll make you laugh! Guaranteed!