You gotta have a woman in every room in Honeymoon Hotel
A man left at the alter goes on his honeymoon trip anyway, taking his best man along instead.
Honeymoon Hotel was one of the many sex-farces Hollywood produced during the 1960's. Indeed it has all the usual tropes of such films: the girl chasing buddies, the man trying to keep his affair under wraps, the sweet girl next door whose love causes one of the leads to change their ways.
Despite the well trod territory, Honeymoon Hotel remains a fun movie with plenty of laughs and charm. Fans of 1960's aesthetics will no doubt have plenty to enjoy with the fashion, music and decor of the time on full display. The characters, while again are all pretty standard types for this sort of film, are ably handled by the actors.
Surprisingly, crooner Robert Goulet does an admirable job…
Good: A staggeringly vulgar joke involving Jill St. John's breasts and a glass door; Robert Morse. Bad: False advertising: Nancy Kwan doesn't show up in her underwear at all, as is implicitly promised in the poster art. Indifferent: Robert Goulet.
Very banal comedy that was likely appropriate for its time