Another Golden Age comedy I’m only now getting around to (I’ve only seen a handful of Sturges which doesn’t speak well of me). I’m of two minds on this one. Love everything that happens on the cruise ship--which, I suppose, includes the loop back to the location for the film’s abbreviated ending which makes “movie sense” if not quite logical sense--that almost functions as an entire three act story of love secured under false pretenses and lost when the subterfuge…

Your basic, off-brand version of Spielberg’s WAR OF THE WORLDS only with unpredictable comet strikes in place of alien ships lying in wait. Waugh isn’t the superior showman that Spielberg is (but then who is?) and so the film is rarely up to capturing the sense of pervasive terror at tranquility being obliterated at a moment’s notice by death from above--we get a lot of “found footage” type sequences where major cities are being leveled on background TVs--instead wracking our…

When I was a little kid, growing up solidly middle class, I had a lot of toys. But my parents, mindful of the expanding clutter that comes from the accumulation of “stuff,” presented me with an ultimatum: if I went long enough without playing with my toys then I’d have to get rid of them before I could get any new ones. They didn’t care what I did with them: throw them out, sell them at a yard sale, give…