Fritz Lang may have criticized the newspaper industry in the 1950's in three different movies, he never made anything as damning as this. In the never ending, claustrophobic maelstrom of actions and reactions, one can only choose to be part of it or to resist it to the point of insanity.
Not quite ***** until I succumbed to the most perfectly precise, hilarious little left-to-right pans as Russell is pulled back and forth between two simultaneous, manic phone calls -- among the most exquisite post-silent, pre-BORN YESTERDAY uses of form purely in aid of laughs!
Russell and Grant create a contemporary master piece with their fast-paced, impeccably timed dialogue. Russell is way ahead of her time as the vigorous, assertive woman, torn between work and romance. Despite the set looking like a stage play the energy of the direction and of the lead players raise the modest source material to another level. Now, where did I leave my trilby...?
It's difficult not to smile whilst watching Howard Hawk's His Girl Friday. The dialogue is impossibly quick-witted and delivered with aplomb by two supremely talented performers in Gary Grant and Rosalind Russell, who both hit their cues effortlessly from one seamless scene to the next. But what on the surface may appear to be a lighthearted comedy is also a damning critique of mainstream media. As relevant as ever.