Billy Wilder’s soggy and uninspired 1963 adaptation of the hit Broadway musical, minus the songs… A good example of how a movie can be utterly characteristic of its maker and still fall with a resounding thud.
Though Wilder was capable of excelling with staccato editing patterns and clever ellipses, he’s working here in the studious widescreen mode of later dramas like The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes or even Fedora, with meticulous dolly moves and a few too many static one-on-one setups. Still, what endures is the piquant, overstuffed art direction.
I want her blue-green stockings!! They're so cute, it's the color tone I'm looking for :) The film was entertaining, Jack Lemmon's acting is brillant as asual. And I loved the bartender who used to be a professor of economics, who used to be a lawyer, who used to be an obstetrician LOL