Thoroughly mediocre and predictable. Claudette Colbert is a photographer for a Life Magazine clone. (Kids: Still photographs were very popular in 1943 because nobody had hand-held video cameras yet.) Her assignment: Take pictures of the "Sandhogs" working in caissons under the East River. An accident, Sandhog Fred MacMurray is fired, and Colbert hires him as an assistant out of guilt. Guess what happens by the end.
There's no real point in going on about this movie because it doesn't deserve any close scrutiny. MacMurray is a he-man who gets into fist fights with his fellow sweaty, shirtless Sandhogs all the time, but it's never serious. He decks three of them at once. Colbert -- well, Claudette Colbert seemed to be forever getting caught up in some plot with a bemuscled, beef-brained behemoth, didn't she? Beginning with "It Happened One Night," with no-nonsense Clark Gable, and continuing through the next decade with "No Reservations", co-starring a no-nonsense John Wayne.
I can't recommend it but my taste is warped and some may find the movie tinged with pique. If so, they haven't seen a movie in a long time.
There's no real point in going on about this movie because it doesn't deserve any close scrutiny. MacMurray is a he-man who gets into fist fights with his fellow sweaty, shirtless Sandhogs all the time, but it's never serious. He decks three of them at once. Colbert -- well, Claudette Colbert seemed to be forever getting caught up in some plot with a bemuscled, beef-brained behemoth, didn't she? Beginning with "It Happened One Night," with no-nonsense Clark Gable, and continuing through the next decade with "No Reservations", co-starring a no-nonsense John Wayne.
I can't recommend it but my taste is warped and some may find the movie tinged with pique. If so, they haven't seen a movie in a long time.