By Holly
This is the kind of movie that makes me understand why some people don't like movies from the 1930s.
Although it's always fun to watch Cary Grant and Walter Pidgeon, I didn't like Joan Bennett who I felt was trying to be Carole Lombard. An annoying story (jewel thievery), where the men are annoying (hitting and hitting and hitting on obviously disinterested women), and the heroine is annoying (breaking up with a boyfriend, about whom she leaps to a conclusion that he's in the wrong, and refusing his many heartfelt apologies, when he shouldn't have had to apologize because he did nothing wrong). With me being this annoyed, it's not surprising that I didn't make it through the film.
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