Aquela Noite...

In order to further her ambitious singing career, Susanna Foster learns of a playboy producer's sordid past and pretends to be his daughter so he might give her a part in his next show. However, Franchot Tone is too smart for her tricks, and while he pretends to welcome her into his home with open arms, he doesn't buy a word of her story and merely looks at it as a new, different opportunity to have another love affair. It sounds creepy, but it's actually hilarious. When Susanna comes downstairs in her party dress, he greets her with a lengthy kiss. "Who do you think you are?" she asks, pushing him away. "Your father," he answers with a smirk. When she chides him for not giving her a very fatherly kiss, he says he's new to parenting and must need more practice, as he leans in for another kiss. Then, when she tries to sing for him at the piano to get what she really came for, he smirks again and sits down next to her, scooting closer and closer until she winds up falling off the piano bench trying to get away from him.

See what I mean? A creepy premise is actually hilarious. It just goes to prove that Franchot Tone can make anything better, even the thought of a fake dad hitting on his fake daughter. And, if you're a fan of Susanna Foster's operatic voice, she has several dream sequences during which she sings and sings and sings, so you'll be more than satisfied.