Not an easy thing to do but the great screenwriter Charles Brackett (and co) and the director Robert Z. Leonard get the speed, the slightly demented humor and, amazingly enough, the knowing social commentary lying underneath the jokes. There's a line up of superb character actors with Eric Blore giving what must be his greatest "gentleman's gentleman" performance. It's a comic performance that is both delightfully silly and surprisingly complex. When he mistakenly tells his master that he loves him, it's believable on a number of levels. And his terror in encountering America's lack of concern with the British class system is beautifully played. One can quibble with Madge Evans as the leading lady. She's game and likable enough but neither enough of an actress to create ample character shadings for interest nor enough of a movie star to command with a variety of facial expressions. But Robert Montgomery's leading man makes up for the unbalance.
Review of Piccadilly Jim
