“But you can't handle this man! Why, he's an artist; he's lived abroad, in Paris, on the Left Bank. You know the kind of thing that goes on on the Left Bank! You haven't had enough experience!”
“You forget I was a senior at Vassar.”
I love Miriam Hopkins but I hate her character in this. I know it’s all supposed to be shenanigans but the stuff she does to that poor artist man who’s just trying to raise two…
Stage Door except gayer and French. PSA it’s the more explicit but bummer kind of gay instead of the innuendo kind of gay; so on the plus side, you get actual lesbians, but it is 1936 so they must suffer. Some cute stuff in there but it still rankles me how a few storylines wound themselves up.
"Come with me. I'll drop you somewhere in the suburbs, untouched."
"Untouched? In the suburbs? Oh, no! No, that doesn't intrigue me at all!"
Kay Francis half-dressed, William Powell smooth talking and handing out marijuana cigarettes, horny camera angles galore and endless double entendres. Like Trouble in Paradise but a little sillier and 100% smuttier.
