My American Wife is a 1936 American comedy film directed by Harold Young and written by Elmer Davis, Edith Fitzgerald and Virginia Van Upp. The film stars Francis Lederer, Ann Sothern, Fred...
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Showgirl Maisie Ravier finds herself once again out of work. She meets a wealthy playboy who hires her to be his family's new maid. Maisie soon finds herself trying to mend the family's ... See full summary »
A screwball comedy in the vein of His Girl Friday (1940). Jerry and Connie are ace reporters for rival newspapers. They are engaged to be married, but their employers try every trick in the... See full summary »
A girl from Syracuse goes to New York to see her boyfriend, successful architect who no longer cares for her. Fellow residents at a women's hotel encourage her to become a top model. When boyfriend tries to come back to her he has rivals.
Modeling furs has given our heroine Cookie a taste for them, so she's determined to marry a rich man. Scheduled to meet a male model aboard a yacht, she meets the yacht's rich owner Dick ... See full summary »
An RAF squadron is brought down over occupied France. The flyers get to Paris in spite of the fact that the youngest, Baby, is injured. He must be hidden and his wounds cared for. The Gestapo has already issued orders for their arrest.
A British explorer in the Arctic hires a local Eskimo as an assistant. The earnest but unsophisticated young man happens to see a photograph of the explorer's beautiful daughter and falls ... See full summary »
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My American Wife is a 1936 American comedy film directed by Harold Young and written by Elmer Davis, Edith Fitzgerald and Virginia Van Upp. The film stars Francis Lederer, Ann Sothern, Fred Stone, Billie Burke, Ernest Cossart and Grant Mitchell. The film was released on August 7, 1936, by Paramount Pictures.
One of over 700 Paramount Productions, filmed between 1929 and 1949, which were sold to MCA/Universal in 1958 for television distribution, and have been owned and controlled by Universal ever since. See more »
Oh, sure, Margaret, we gotta have prestige. I don't get invited to a half enough of these fancy house parties as I'd like. That's on account of I ain't got enough prestige.
[he puts his feet up on the table]
Mrs. Robert Cantillon:
Father, that table happens to be a genuine Queen Anne.
Gosh! Even our furniture's got titles now!
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