The Girl Can’t Help It is an hilarious comedy with a beat. On the surface, it appears that producer-director-scripter Frank Tashlin concentrated on creating fun for the juniors – a chore that he completes to a tee. However, the suspicion lurks that he also poked some fun at the dance beat craze. There are so many sight gags and physical bits of business, including Jayne Mansfield and a couple of milk bottles, that males of any age will get the entertainment message.
Mansfield doesn’t disappoint as the sexpot who just wants to be a successful wife and mother, not a glamor queen. She’s physically equipped for the role, and also is competent in sparking considerable of the fun. Nature was so much more bountiful with her than with Marilyn Monroe that it seems Mansfield should have left MM with her voice. However, the vocal imitation could have been just another part of the fun-poking indulged in.
Edmond O’Brien, rarely seen in comedy, is completely delightful as the hammy ex-gangster who thinks his position demands that his girl be a star name. Tom Ewell scores mightily as the has-been agent who is haunted by the memory of Julie London, another girl he had pushed to reluctant stardom.