A struggling painter takes a job as a secretary to a female advertising executive. While working to obtain an account from a tobacco company, they end up falling in love. Written by
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You're a beautiful brain and beautiful clothes. No temperature, no pulse. That's all.
Where did you learn about women, Verney?
It isn't a matter of learning. It's instinct.
I'm a brain with no pulse, eh? I'm a woman, Verney, more woman than you'll ever know.
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At the end of the last scene, the camera zooms in on a billboard, which shows the closing credits...and an ad for the film's fictional tobacco company. See more »
I've never seen MacMurrary of Russell give more nuanced performances than in this screwball comedy about a successful woman executive who hires a male secretary to appear conventional on social outings. What is completely surprising is the outcome isn't one that consigns either character to a rigid, gender-defined role. Sly wit and great performances throughout, albeit marred by unfortunate racial stereotypes of the time.
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