Hey, why not make a comedy on bigamy? Well, why not make the plot mechanics less mechanical while you are at it? Why not make bigamy believable instead of just a given? Some of the verbal wit is actually quite lifelike, which is to say, not very funny. And Blake Edwards often seems to strive more for a tone of sophistication (per 1957 Hollywood) than for outright laughs. But the physical comedy and bathroom comedy are too extreme, too out of key, to say nothing of too out of date, not to suggest that Edwards wouldn't have preferred a few more laughs. He, or rather the spectator, will have to settle for the occasional thin smile: e.g., a locker-roomful of sensitive, soft-spoken professional wrestlers, scaled as if a separate species from the waist-high Dudley Moore. With Amy Irving and Ann Reinking. (1984) — Duncan Shepherd
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