THEY SWEAR OFF DAMES...AND AT EACH OTHER!
A society girl tries to reform her playboy husband by making him jealous.
A society girl tries to reform her playboy husband by making him jealous.
Joan Crawford Robert Montgomery Charles Ruggles Franchot Tone Edna May Oliver Gail Patrick Reginald Denny Vivienne Osborne Joan Fontaine Arthur Treacher David S. Horsley Jean Chatburn E.J. Babille Jean Acker Gertrude Astor Clem Beauchamp Brooks Benedict Veda Buckland Mabel Colcord Juliette Compton Charles Coleman Frank Dawson Lew Harvey Louise Henry Isabel La Mal Tom McGuire Dave O'Brien Frank O'Connor Donald Ogden Stewart Show All…
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I’ve never really warmed to Joan Crawford as an actress. I’ve found her to be a bit too stiff in all the comedic roles I’ve seen her in, but she bounces off Robert Montgomery so well in this film that my opinion of her did a complete 180. They work incredibly together and now I can’t wait to watch The Last of Mrs. Cheyney.
Also Charlie Ruggles is as delightful as ever here. He’s drunk and stuttering for 100% of his scenes, and him desperately trying to get everyone to play charades is a pitch perfect representation of me at parties.
About three weeks ago, I had a dream I was in a movie with Robert Montgomery and Franchot Tone in the year 2019 (mircaculously they hadn’t aged since 1935) and then I woke up to find out they actually had made a film together. It seemed like divine intervention so I had huge expectations going into this and it was so fun and delightful and wonderful in every way, it really was surprisingly good. Franchot and Robert are two of my favorite actors and they both hold a really special place in my heart, so to see them together was (literally) a dream come true. I wish they had made more films together.
This also gave me real Philadelphia Story vibes with Franchot as Macaulay Connor and Robert as C.K. Dexter Haven and now that’s all I can think about.
Watching No More Ladies is an excuse for me to cite one of my favorite bits of snarky contempt from Andre Sennwald, head film critic for the New York Times in 1935: "Although Donald Ogden Stewart has contributed several really funny lines, the screen play is chiefly notable for its surface shimmer, the hollowness of its wit and the insincerity of its emotions. The sophistication of No More Ladies is the desperate pretense of the small girl who smears her mouth with lipstick and puts on sister’s evening gown when the family is away. It ought to make a very respectable profit."
The reason why I had already read Sennwald's review prior to actually seeing the film is that he…
i just wanted a mediocre 30s movie to soothe me rn and surprisingly really liked this?
seeing robert montgomery burst into tears was one of the more satisfying movie-watching experiences in recent memory
I did not know Reggie Denny was in this, but he was for a few minutes!
This was tedious because I didn't care about the characters. I was entertained by the lack of consistency in many of Joan Crawford's scenes to her hairstyles and makeup.
Arthur Treacher and Edna May Oliver, raised this half a star
I really would love to know how Joan Crawford was that beautiful
a few things:
-robert montgomery has a mildly bastardous screen persona in all the films of his i've seen which i think might annoy me if it was any other actor but somehow works for him.
-mrs townsend is objectively the best character in this. that's just the facts.
- gotta say. this is suprisingly pre-cody in its vibes given that it came out after the code went into effect. i approve.
This is a funny one, but I can see why Bob Montgomery disliked playing these kind of roles. He was better than this!
Robert Montgomery: curer of headaches since 1935.
90% of precode films tells you how great divorce and the modern free relationship is. So does this, except it's made after the strict code was in effect, so a surprise MGM got this through the board of morals.
Joan Crawford photographs stunningly. Two handsome suitors in Robert Montgomery & Franchot Tone. A funny old dame named Edna May Oliver. And a funny drunken man in Charles Ruggles. Add Joan Fontaine in her film debut, Gail Patrick getting be desired and Arthur Treacher as an Lord, and you got a splendid cast in good roles. Sadly the tone is too gentlemanly-like. For cheating partners and bubbling jealousy, this one seems to hide too much of it's deeper emotions in exchange for showing the giggly drunken life of the upper-class, and therefore manages to miss where the strength of the story should have been.
no more ladies, society has progressed past the need for ladies
The plot is paper thin, a beautiful socialite (Joan Crawford) has grown weary of her boyfriend (Robert Montgomery) and his womanizing ways. She tries to make him jealous in order to prove his love for her. Adapted from a play, it’s one of those ‘white telephone’ 1930’s comedies but the laughs are few and far between. Let’s be clear, there’s only one reason to watch: Crawford at the height of her chiseled beauty in a plethora of designer gowns by MGM’s star costumer, Adrian. Slinky, satiny, bare-backed, Crawford is the epitome of Depression-era glamour and she knows how to work those threads. For a few pennies it must have been well worth the audience’s escapism to watch this human dress form and live in her world if only for a fleeting moment.
It's a bit uneven overall, but there are some great comedic moments and performances. While it takes a while to warm up, the film builds to a great final act where the characters and situations that are set up earlier in the film all pay off.
Robert Montgomery as an unrepentant pussy hound, like an ur-Warren Beatty. Joan Crawford flexing her underutilized comedy chops (she has great timing). FRANCHOT TONE! (I will see anything with Franchot Tone).
Well I guess that answers the question of what if The Divorcee (1930) were a screwball comedy made under the Hays code and Robert Montgomery were on the other side of things
Another MGM attempt at screwball comedy, albeit with Bob Montgomery, Crawford, Edna Mae Oliver, Charlie Ruggles, and Reginald Denny in it.
As far as movies from the 1930s goes, this is one of the best comedies I have seen from the era. So witty and modern. Joan Crawford's wardrobe is devastatingly creative and flattering ... the backless dress with the klaus nomi collar she wears to the bridge game has reinvigorated my faith in fashion.
edna may oliver: gilf
This was alrite. Sometimes joanie has a bit of a tendency to look like lord farquad when she has the wrong hairdo. As for the movie tho, franchot is just the best as always and rob and joan are great too even tho joan is basically just playing as herself here, which is fine with me. I have to get up now and start cooking before another day of hellish computer staring and not understanding anything. No nvm I should t say that, I’m getting better I’m starting to get it, there we go, LETS SIMPLY GOOOOOOOOOOOO uhhhh 69/100 I guess it’s better than that tho rly but 3.5 stars would just be a lot it did finally get pretty funny at the party
Edna May Oliver, generally a highlight in any of her films, has the thankless task of delivering floppily unfunny button lines and exit quips at every six-minute interval or reel change. There are even pauses left for our laughter throughout though, regrettably, laughter came there none.
If I counted correctly, I've now seen all six of the movies Joan Crawford made with her second husband (Franchot Tone), marking the end of my unofficial marathon for him over the last month. And with just two more Crawford films sitting on my DVR, I am getting close to running out of available work of hers as well. Like a lot of the movies she did in the early 1930's, this is another light piece that never seems to take itself too seriously. It certainly has plenty of fun moments, but I also found the whole situation with Crawford trying to trick her husband (Robert Montgomery) into not cheating on her a bit convoluted. It just felt like a…
“No More Ladies!” is a TITLE that I can’t believe EXISTS. But then again the movie next to it on the TCM site was “The Devil is a Sissy” .... so the 1930s were wild.
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Halliwell's zero-star entries, from both 'Halliwell's 2008 Film Guide' and 'Halliwell's: The Movies That Matter', were far too numerous, and…