Except for Joan Collins, who looked GORGEOUS, and Joanne Woodward, who was just adorable, this movie is really not worth the time.It is terribly disappointing, first because the book was by the great Max Shulman and was therefore, by definition, funny, and, second, because the superlative cast was so badly used by a barely mediocre script, and, third, because we expect so very much more from Leo McCarey, whose directing was not up to his standards and who also must take at least part of the blame for the script.Paul Newman, who gave credible performances probably more often than not, was just not up to his par, either. Jack Carson, obviously in decline, was still pretty watchable.Tuesday Weld was a little overdone, and didn't really look the part, at least not to those of us who've read the book.There was another major error, one I see too, too often in Hollywood movies faking an auto trip on a sound stage: As the Collins character is driving the Newman character home, she spends much more time turned to look at him than at the road. And every time I see this particular bit of stupidity in Hollywood movies, I wonder "Why do directors and editors and even the actors allow this?"If you're desperately bored, you might want to watch. If there is something better on, you'll skip this, which I watched On Demand. Now, having seen it, I can't understand anyone demanding to see this.

I read the reviews before watching it again after many years. Shocked, I was, to see that they weren't good. My plan was to see the movie and mount a spirited defense of it on this very site.I can't. I like romantic comedies. I like comedies from this era. I even like bad movies if they are sincere. This movie just makes me uncomfortable.Paul Newman, never one of my favorites, but a pretty decent actor, has no real range or depth in this role. I watched, expecting him to suddenly step forward and take charge of the movie, but he disappointed me...Joanne Woodward vacillates between stern wife and mother/retarded blonde. I think she was trying to be sexy, but came off as possibly addicted to Valium...Joan Collins was the one bright spot in this movie. She was sexy and vivacious...even funny from time to time...Gale Gordon (Mr. Mooney from the old Lucy Show) did okay with what he had.What they managed to do with some pretty talented actors was to create a movie where not only did I not care about the lives of any of the characters, I don't think I would've cared if any of them had been tortured to death, either.

My local library picked this up as part of it's own fiftieth anniversary celebration last year, so this week I finally got around to watching it. With Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward in the cast, one would expect so much more, but sadly that's not the case. The film is too farcical to be considered a screwball comedy, and relies too heavily on slapstick and buffoonery to make it's comic points. It's perhaps a tad above your typical beach blanket genre film, but without the girls, except Tuesday Weld who was embarrassingly juvenile. Other reviewers on this board who feel that she stole the show apparently missed the scene where she squealed in delight at Corporal Opie's (Tom Gilson) rendition of 'You're My Boojum'. Boojum, or Boo for short, is a word I've never heard before, and I'm sure never will again, unless I watch this one more time, and that's not likely.It's too bad too, because on the face of it, this vehicle had enough talent to pull off a capable production, but it got frittered away somewhere along the line. Newman comes across as absolutely goofy most of the time, especially in that chandelier/choo-choo escapade with Angela Hoffa (Joan Collins). As his wife Grace, Joanne Woodward is almost lifeless, something the script obviously called for by placing her on every pointless committee in existence in Putnam's Landing. Gale Gordon and Jack Carson portrayed their characters pretty much straight from the play book, but it was disappointing to see Dwayne Hickman as a neutered version of Marlon Brando from "The Wild One". It wouldn't have been so bad if he had tried out his Dobie Gillis TV role, I think that would have been much more effective.Which made it all the more puzzling to view the theatrical trailer on the 20th Century Fox DVD release, where Bob Hope practically rolls on the ground in a fit of laughter while congratulating director Leo McCarey on his cinematic achievement. I would like to have known what Hope REALLY thought. For viewers back in the day, the redeeming feature might have been seeing this one in full color, as the trailer itself for some dubious reason was offered in black and white.

I saw this film with my then fiancée, Sheila, in Kilburn, London in 1959. From the very beginning we knew we were watching something special. A great battle of the sexes with wonderful chemistry between real-life husband and wife team Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward. We couldn't stop laughing and even now, 48 years on, we still think it was a really good and funny film. Joan Collins gave a good performance, perfectly cast as "the other woman". It is a pity that this team of very talented actors were not brought together for more projects in the same genre. When or if it comes out on DVD, we'll certainly get a copy. Certainly a "feel-good" film to relish, in the same vein as the wonderful "What's up Doc?" with Barbra Streisand and Ryan O'Neal.