Long after audiences will have forgotten what this picture is about, the studio probably will be showing the film as one lesson in what a comedy picture ought to be. It’s not the story [by Helen Meinardi]. It’s not the acting. It’s not the production. It’s the many infinitesimal touches stuck into the script and action by the adaptor, Claude Binyon, and the director-producer, Wesley Ruggles.
A very simple little yarn with mighty little happening – but all of it pleasantly. Story has Claudette Colbert going to Paris for a vacation on her own. She meets a couple of friendly enemies (Robert Young and Melvyn Douglas), both of whom make a play for her. Douglas is bitter and supercilious; Young is seemingly genuine and sincere, though liberal in his morals. Douglas knows Young is married and is hanging around to make Young play ball on the square. The trio go to Switzerland and much wrangling between the threesome is interspersed with snow stuff.
In between are a French waiter who thinks he knows how to speak English, a Swiss hotel clerk who gets considerable laugh footage by being superior to his guests, a bartender who is brokenhearted every time his customers order Scotch instead of brandy, and any number of other bits.
Colbert is excellent, while Young and Douglas team well opposite. Script has a sophisticated basis and permits Colbert to wear some smart clothes. Indeed, she has seldom looked better.