Les amours de Marthe

Amazing rom-com with socio-political overtones reminiscent of today. Spritely discussions of class both behind and in front the lower-class and higher-class subjects. Touches on marriage, publishing and false assumptions. Marsha Hunt shows her talent as being the dutiful maid, spurned wife, and eligible bachelorette.

A maid's tell-all book threatens to undo an upper-class neighborhood, even as one of the sons and the maid are secretly wed.

Looks like big-budget MGM was responding to wartime audiences with this little programmer. It's decent enough, but can't sustain its comedic air for the 70-minute runtime. That's perhaps because director Dassin's instincts are really not comedic. Instead, he developed into one of the top noir directors of the period, e.g. Brute Force (1947), Thieves Highway (1949). Here, the comedic mood bounces around too often to sustain the format. Then too, writer Lennart has some serious class issues to work into the proceedings.

Nonetheless, it's a dynamite supporting cast, with a number of skillful comedic actors, including Main, Nelson, Joslyn, Weidler et al. Now, I like Richard Carlson, particularly when he's battling space aliens or communists, but a comedy actor, he ain't. Here, he's too stiff to complement the mood, unlike Hunt, for example. Overall, I can't help thinking a longer screenplay giving more time to support players like Main and Hamilton would have helped. But then, a longer runtime would have moved the movie out of the wartime double-bill status.

All in all, the movie components don't combine well enough to make a memorable whole, despite some genuinely promising moments.

Martha, you sly puss. All those secrets! All those guys! What a juggling act.

Wolfercooler? Not sure of the spelling, but since it was made up on the quick, guess it really doesn't matter. Great stuff. Anytime you see Miranda (Virginia Weidler) by any other name, you know there's going to be fun. Poor Sylvia. She would have her troubles snagging one, and now that she finally does … Darn. Wonder where she went from there? Oh well, there are a lot of men that need managing out there.

We had all kinds of merry maids in this - a German wonder, the pert little minx, a couple of war horses like Ms. Main and even the wicked witch from Oz ("maid" Guinevere) (Margaret Hamilton).

Didn't Mrs. Jacel (Irene Cooper) resemble Hedy Lamarr, sitting there at the breakfast table in her peignoir? And who sort of slid out of the room when hubby mentions they didn't have any spicy secrets to worry about.

And Barry Nelson, just trying to make good here. His specialty seemed to be tugging at apron strings. Notice that?

"Mother knows best" says father Melville Cooper to daughter as Mom Byington feigns a fainting spell to withdraw from a dinner party disaster. Not long after, she really does faint with the next one. (Even the hostess with the mostest has her limits!) Great scene there around the table. Sara Haden, always interesting, very persistent in trying to get to the bottom of this telltale book business. Three-fourths are trying to open up the subject, with one-fourth trying to close it down. One has to wonder if there was any successful digestion that evening. (Didn't you hate to see all those squabs go to waste like that!)

How about the blonde trio with the revolving heads.

Why didn't that family have a snappy little dog getting underfoot in the middle of all the muddles? The only thing missing

I've been tracking down films written by Isobel Lennart, so although I wasn't completely surprised by how charming this film is, most viewers will be since it's so obscure. This brief B-comedy opens with many splendid characters and zany complications, reminiscent of a Preston Sturges film without quite hitting that height. (There's even a "hep" kid sister that reminds me of Diana Lynn in Sturges' masterpiece "Miracle of Morgan's Creek," although I think that came out a couple of years later. In fact, "Martha" even has a drunken overnight marriage!) The comic actors--Spring Byington, Margaret Hamilton, Marjorie Main, etc.--give full-throttle readings in even brief roles, down to glances and gestures. What I perceive as typically Lennart touches: the opening "union" meetings of the maids and the matrons, who each vow to "stick together" ("One for one and all for all!" says the Swedish maid); and the appearance of the lonely, oddly touching and philosophical beach worker (shades of the character Pop in "Skirts Ahoy"). And Martha's motives in writing her book, also typically, are not selfish; she's not writing a scandalous expose as they fear but an expression of how much she likes them. Interesting that it's about a misunderstood woman writer! It's an early script for her and she co-wrote it, which may explain why there are easy stock characters and selfish negative ones (like the fiancee) who are shut out of the community instead of being recuperated.

The film begins with a small but very rich town all abuzz because a story appears in the newspaper that one of their servants has written a "tell all" novel. Most of the folks are worried that their own secrets and peccadilloes will be exposed, so everyone seems to be keyed up to say the least.

The film then centers on a particular household where Marjorie Main and Marsha Hunt are employed. Unbeknownst to all, sweet Marsha is the author, but no one seems to suspect her in particular. Later, when her boss' son (Richard Carlson) returns from an anthropological expedition, a MAJOR romantic mess is revealed and much of the rest of the film is a cute romantic comedy where it soon is apparent that these two have some unfinished business! The writing, acting and pacing of this little film are all excellent--resulting in a very nice and very watchable film. Considering the modest expectations of this low-budget film, it is a considerable success.