At the back of my mind there lurks an idea that Jean Kerr was a pretty good writer and a dab hand with the one-liners. I recall a play she wrote, Mary, Mary, and a musical, Goldilocks for which she wrote Book and Lyrics in collaboration with her husband Walter, the noted New York Drama Critic, who appears here lightly disguised as David Niven which, of course, makes Doris Day an incarnation of Jean Kerr herself. Isobel Lennart is also no slouch at cobbling a screenplay together yet somehow both writers just miss - at least for me. Not a lot wrong with Day or Niven and they're about 90 per cent believable as a married couple, Janis Paige could phone in the 'other woman' by that stage in her career and if Spring Byington can't play Spring Byington by now she never will. I watched till the end and that's about all I can say for it.
Review of Please Don't Eat the Daisies
