Hi Diddle Diddle

This movie presents serious problems for me. First, I couldn't stand the fact that an admitted felon, a swindler (Barton Hepburn), was wandering through the movie without anyone thinking to call the police. Not only did he swindle Billy Burke of everything, but then proceeds to disrupt everyone's life and PEOPLE LISTEN TO HIM!!! I also have no patience for Ms. Burke's as a ditz. She is capable of so much more.

The names of Adolphe Menjou and Pola Negri in the cast might lead you to expect the date of this film to be 1923 rather than 1943 (and the two did in fact make a couple of films together that year), but this is actually a relatively late screwball comedy with an on-form once-in-a-lifetime cast (although Denis O'Keefe rather strains credibility as Menjou's son).

Billed third, Negri, who was then 46 and hadn't made a film in Hollywood for over ten years (her next and final film was Disney's 'The Moonspinners' twenty years later) actually has a relatively small role as Menjou's wife, but looks great (along with Martha Scott and Billie Burke she sweeps about in a succession of fabulous creations by Adrian) and one gets a rare chance to hear what she actually sounded like. We first meet her singing the Ride of the Valkyries, and Wagner - whose music one character says "had some beautiful moments but some ugly half hours" - is later the victim of a priceless sight gag. The best performance as usual is by Menjou, but right down to the bit players the cast all seem to be enjoying themselves (including veteran composer & musical director Richard Hageman unexpectedly playing the small part of a company director).

The same year as he made the all-black musical 'Stormy Weather' the always surprising independent producer-director Andrew L. Stone here shows early evidence of the good naturedness and flair for organising complicated story lines that found full flower in his later thrillers; and this may be his only film to receive an Oscar nomination (for Phil Boutelje's score). Frederick Jackson's screenplay crackles with saucy throwaways and there are some sublime breaches of the fourth wall, including a couple of animated inserts by Friz Freleng.

This film starts out differently, with an animated sequence before the opening credits. This is the first of several off-beat touches which makes Hi Diddle Diddle an enjoyable film. Pola Negri, former silent star from Valentino's day registers well here as a temperamental opera star. Not only is her voice understandable, but it is downright good here. She is also still quite beautiful in 1943, and it seems a pity that she did not have a bigger career in sound films. The rest of the cast, headed by Adolphe Menjou, Martha Scott, Dennis O'Keefe and Billie Burke are all in top form, and a special mention for a musical sequence featuring June Havoc singing along with herself on a soundie screen. There are some good belly laughs to be had and, all in all, this is a charming piece of forties fluff which will whizz by painlessly enough.

Even though I'm an old movie freak I'd never heard of the movie. I checked Maltin's Classic Movie Guide before catching the flick on the internet. Maltin didn't like it, so I wasn't expecting much. But, boy, was he wrong! It's a delightful chuckle-fest with a load of imagination, double entendre, and ditzy fast-moving plot. Okay, I can understand some folks finding it too silly. Still, for folks willing to move with the ditz it's a genuine novelty. So, can inventive Menjou gyp rascal Hepburn out of big bucks so as to pay back sailor son O'Keefe and new bride Scott before O'Keefe gets shipped out to fight the war. After all, Hepburn gypped Scott's mother Burke so, as the saying goes, what goes around, etc.

The result is a rapid-fire bang-around that couldn't bore a centipede. And catch the animated wallpaper, the playing to the camera, and songstress Haver singing even while she eyeballs her own performance. No realism here. Anyway, it's 1943 and I'll bet all those brave nervous guys in uniform got 70-minutes of sheer escape thanks to the enveloping results. Meanwhile, here's my 2001 salute to the cast,crew, producer and director. All in all, the flick's a low-budget sleeper, while Maltin needs to go stand in a corner.

(In passing- the famous German composer Wagner is somewhat mocked in the film. I expect that was a shot at the Nazis and their favorite composer. After all, it is the height of WWII.)

This period in American movies saw such delights as "Hellzapoppin". Here the actors bring to attention that they are playing in a film. They make faces at the audience, wallpaper comes alive, there is a woman who keeps popping up in scenes where she isn't even acting. The dialog and the plot move lightning fast and there's no time at all to waste in this pleasant and often hilarious comedy. There's a wedding reception before the wedding, fortunes earned and lost in a space of minutes, a married couple disunited throughout. What's not to like? This film has been in public domain and has been copied, often badly and on stock of poor quality, so viewer beware...