There's a lot of muppet acting going on in this film, mostly from Ginger Rogers who sets the tone and also Cornel Wilde who rises to match her at times. It does mean Wilde is more animated here than in other of his movies.
Rogers feels a little old - I don't want to be ageist, truly, I get she was only mid 30s, I just feel this would work better with someone who felt younger and sillier. As it is Rogers' character feels like she has psychological troubles, more serious than as treated here.
She keeps jilting men at the altar. Turns out when she was six she was kissed by an Indian and never got over it. This could be seen today as a metaphor for sex abuse but here is treated comically.
It's a fantasy - Columbia liked making them since Here Comes Mr Jordan. But I got confused over the rules - Cornel Wilde is a figment of Rogers' imagination, but he could still interact with other people... is that right? Then one hour in - one hour! - a "real" Wilde character appears, a macho fireman.
Ron Randell goes all out and is quite good. The title tune is heard a few times - I wish Ginger had sung and danced.
But it's confusing. They needed to sort the rules.
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