Cast overview, first billed only: | |||
Burt Reynolds | ... | Michael Oliver Pritchard III | |
Cybill Shepherd | ... | Brooke Carter | |
Madeline Kahn | ... | Kitty O'Kelly | |
Duilio Del Prete | ... | Johnny Spanish | |
Eileen Brennan | ... | Elizabeth | |
John Hillerman | ... | Rodney James | |
Mildred Natwick | ... | Mabel Pritchard | |
Quinn K. Redeker | ... | Kitty's Boyfriend (as Quinn Redeker) | |
J. Edward McKinley | ... | Billings (Poker Party) | |
John Stephenson | ... | Abbott (Poker Party) | |
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Peter Dane | ... | Williams (Poker Party) |
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William Paterson | ... | Murray (Poker Party) |
Lester Dorr | ... | Doorman | |
Liam Dunn | ... | Harry | |
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Elvin Moon | ... | Elevator Boy |
This film was Peter Bogdanovich's homage to musical comedies of the 1930s. A millionaire named Michael Oliver Pritchard III and a singer named Kitty O'Kelly meet and fall in love. Meanwhile, an indigent woman named Brooke Carter and an Italian gambler named Johnny Spanish meet and fall in love. All four people meet each other and become friends (actually, Kitty and Brooke had been friends since high-school), and soon, Brooke's crude, fun-loving maid Elizabeth falls in love with Michael's valet Rodney James. Later on, Michael and Brooke fall in love, and Kitty and Johnny decide to follow them around. In order to make Brooke and Michael jealous, they try to look like they are falling in love as well. Eventually, Michael and Johnny get into a fight but then immediately make up. Soon, Brooke and Kitty make up. The two couples pair off successfully and they live happily ever after. Written by Anonymous
When I saw it in'75 (I was 25 at the time) I walked out of the theater smiling, and sang Cole Porter tunes in my car all the way home. It was a preview, so it hadn't been panned yet and I had formed my own opinion. Eileen Brennan cracked me up in her wanton pursuit of John Hillerman. Cybill was just my age and a knockout and, no, she doesn't sing badly. I've never been a big fan of Burt, but I liked him more after the movie than before. Kahn was marvelous, Del Prete the weak link, because I couldn't understand his English. Don't expect it to be more than cotton candy, it's sweet without substance and doesn't pretend to be more. It was probably the first exposure I'd had to Cole Porter since Can-Can (1960 - I was 10 then) and I fell in love with his music again, and forever. It's not the Music Man or Top Hat or Flying Down to Rio, but just go along for the pleasant ride, enjoy the sets and costumes, and, especially, the words and music. If you want to trash it, go ahead, but I think that those who do need a glass of champagne(or two)and to just chill out. --- Carl