Synopsis
Danger! Wild woman on the loose!
Unfounded suspicions lead a married couple to begin divorce proceedings, whereupon they start undermining each other's attempts to find new romance.
1937 Directed by Leo McCarey
Unfounded suspicions lead a married couple to begin divorce proceedings, whereupon they start undermining each other's attempts to find new romance.
Irene Dunne Cary Grant Ralph Bellamy Alexander D'Arcy Cecil Cunningham Molly Lamont Esther Dale Joyce Compton Robert Allen Robert Warwick Mary Forbes Claud Allister Al Bridge Edgar Dearing Wyn Cahoon Sarah Edwards Bess Flowers Mitchell Harris Dell Henderson Scott Kolk Bert Moorhouse Miki Morita Edmund Mortimer Zita Moulton George C. Pearce Edward Peil Sr. Paul Stanton John Tyrrell Frank C. Wilson Show All…
Vaimoni sulhanen, Ужасната истина, Nahá pravda, Den frygtelige sandhed, Diazygio me prothesmia, Deze vervloekte waarheid
Leo McCarey: Master of hat comedy.
Cary Grant: Master of full body comedy.
Irene Dunne: Master.
cary grant would have been 116 years old today. 116 years of improperly sitting on couches, elegantly falling out of chairs, and lying in bed in a pose which i like to call the “sleepy but intrigued swan.” how sad that we only got 82 years of that magic.
Soon to be divorced couple Lucy (Irene Dunne) and Jerry (Cary Grant) begin to meddle in each other’s new romances, but find letting go harder than they expected, in Leo McCarey’s classic screwball comedy.
This delightful battle of the sexes tale works so well in making the most of each star’s particular talents, the warring couple played to perfection in a way that makes it hard to imagine anyone else in those roles. The film’s huge success transformed Grant into an A-lister almost overnight, laying initial foundations for the urbane persona that would crystallise over the next thirty odd years.
There were still some little tweaks needed moving forward, but even at this stage he excels at finding that mixture…
First, there's not more than a dozen things in the history of American movies sexier than Cary Grant making sure a door can stay put so he can jump in bed with his wife. I know I love cats, because while Asta gives this movie third best performance, no small feat, I can't stop laughing at the efforts of that cat to make sure Grant doesn't open the door. The Awful Truth really is the perfect remarriage movie because it was directed by good horny catholic McCarey who believes in the sanctity of monogamy as much as he believes in Grant and Dunne sexual attraction. Plus, McCarey laboratory of acting does offer Grant, Dunne and the whole wonderful supporting cast so much room to work around, every small bit, a different revelation.
I wonder if Marilyn Monroe ever watched this film?
What I seem to be doing at the moment with my filmwatching is starting to plug some holes in my cinematic knowledge. It has been inadvertent but I had noticed that particular pattern had emerged in the last few weeks or so.
What with me having broken my Paul Thomas Anderson duck last night, making vague noises about watching more musicals, and even dipped my toe into Japanese noir, I now find myself tackling the screwball comedy. I know, sometimes I surprise even myself.
Truth be told, The Awful Truth just happened to be a title that caught my eye - like I say, completely inadvertent. I have ventured into these…