That's what we're supposed to think about happy-go-lucky socialite Ina Claire, always giddy on champagne cocktails and a pal to everyone, especially the men who just think of her as "one of the guys". When her best pal, Robert Ames, discovers that his fiancee, Myrna Loy, has gone out and become engaged to someone else, she decides that, after losing the man thar she loved (Robert Williams), she would be happiest with her male buddy as her husband, so they marry.
Just in time for their one month anniversary, Claire and Ames deal with the returns of Williams and Loy, going out for a sophisticated night of partying, each jealous of the other's ex's, and far too prideful to admit their hurt. From there, the script turns from sophisticated comedy into bitter melodrama, and never once does it contain much consistency or reality.
A rather silly foursome, with the idle rich acting like a bunch of characters that Noel Coward sketched out and never fully developed. Claire, the official lead, is way too perky and positive in nature, sweet when she wants to scratch Loy's eyes out. In other words, a complete phony. Hedda Hopper has one of her society matron walk on roles, a Greek chorus of wit and observation, and the voice of reason as Claire's sister.
Louise Closser Hale as their mother, estranged from their gather (Walter Walker, who shows up out of the blue), is a lifeless speck of a character whom everyone seems to silently dread arriving, a "Debbie Downer" before that term was invented. Too much phony wit, and never fully opened up from its stage origins, amusing as you watch it, but in retrospect, rather forced and increasingly shallow.
Just in time for their one month anniversary, Claire and Ames deal with the returns of Williams and Loy, going out for a sophisticated night of partying, each jealous of the other's ex's, and far too prideful to admit their hurt. From there, the script turns from sophisticated comedy into bitter melodrama, and never once does it contain much consistency or reality.
A rather silly foursome, with the idle rich acting like a bunch of characters that Noel Coward sketched out and never fully developed. Claire, the official lead, is way too perky and positive in nature, sweet when she wants to scratch Loy's eyes out. In other words, a complete phony. Hedda Hopper has one of her society matron walk on roles, a Greek chorus of wit and observation, and the voice of reason as Claire's sister.
Louise Closser Hale as their mother, estranged from their gather (Walter Walker, who shows up out of the blue), is a lifeless speck of a character whom everyone seems to silently dread arriving, a "Debbie Downer" before that term was invented. Too much phony wit, and never fully opened up from its stage origins, amusing as you watch it, but in retrospect, rather forced and increasingly shallow.