Showgirl Eve, stranded in Paris without a sou, befriends taxi driver Tibor Czerny, then gives him the slip to crash a party. There she meets Helene Flammarion and her gigolo Picot, who's attracted to Eve. Helene's scheming husband Georges enlists Eve's aid in taking Picot away from his wife. It works well - at first. Meanwhile, lovestruck Tibor searches for Eve. But then he learns she's calling herself Baroness Czerny.Written by
Rod Crawford <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Some little girls want luxury...Some little girls want love...Some little girl wanted money! (print ad - Lubbock Morning Avalanche and Lubbock Evening Journal - Midway Theatre - Lubbock, Texas - April 10, 1941) See more »
John Barrymore at one point mentions the character Arsene Lupin . Barrymore played him in Arsene Lupin 1932 . See more »
When Eve dances in the bar the night she meets Tibor Czerny her nails are painted, but when she wakes up in the hotel the next morning she doesn't have any nail polish on, even though she didn't have a chance to remove it, and her nails look completely different in length and shape. See more »
Étude No.12 in C minor Op.10-12: Revolutionary
Written by Frédéric Chopin
Played on piano at Stephanie's party See more »
a fairy tale, a screwball comedy, a gem
Break out the night vision goggles, the pick-axe, and the compass to find this one if you haven't seen it. I caught it at the MOMA cinema in the old museum basement and laughed so hard I was in tears -- and so were the hundred+ people around me. Monty Woolley and Hedda Hopper are a stitch to watch -- but this is definitely Claudette Colbert and Don Ameche's movie. Colbert spends the first 15 minutes of the movie cold, wet, and hungry -- and Ameche (her knight in shining Taxicab) thoroughly enjoys her predicament. The volley of screwball slap-lines goes on for another hour before the shoe finally fits (as we knew it always would.) The best grins are from Ameche's smug insanity -- and a shaving mug fully loaded.
Best of all, the dazzling innocence of the comedy writing from Billy Wilder and Charles Brackett is so light and politically incorrect that you can almost smell "Some Like It Hot" on the distant horizon. There is no meanness or cynicism in MIDNIGHT. Just a good story, good laughs, and a cast full of people you want to meet again and again.
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