Lovesusti The Worst Film Ever

GamerTab That was an excellent one.

SnoReptilePlenty Memorable, crazy movie

Moustroll Good movie but grossly overrated

mike48128 From veteran director Norman Taurog, and far better than his later Elvis movies. A cute romp with Debbie Reynolds and Eddie Fisher.The songs are just O.K. and quite short. It's a nice Technicolor confection. Both Debbie and Eddie do very well singing and dancing, and play well to the camera. The "book" portion of the movie follows the "Bachelor Mother" plot almost scene-for-scene. The storyline should by now be very familiar, as it has been filmed 3 times. An underpaid and overworked Dept. store clerk finds a baby "on a doorstep" and everybody assumes that she is the baby's unwed mother. This allows her to keep her job when she is about to be fired, at Christmastime. Single parenting is so commonplace today, but it was a terrible scandal and disgrace decades ago. Ironically, Debbie was pregnant with Carrie during the filming. Enjoyable if you can sit through those innocuous and predictable songs. Who are "John's parents"? It's hinted that maybe Dan Miller Jr.(Eddie Fisher) actually is the father. The baby looks a lot like him. Is Roxanne Arlen, the blonde bombshell with the pixie haircut, the mom? The character she plays is "bone-headed" enough to leave a baby on the doorsteps of the Arlen Foundling Home. We are never really told, but it's a distinct possibility, and it's all left up-in-the-air. Worth your time and quite likable. A good supporting cast as well. The soundtrack needs to be "re-processed" and contains occasional "noise and chatter". (Therefore, not fully restored.)

jhsteel In the light of the sad demise of Debbie Reynolds, I was keen to see this film, since I had never seen anything with Debbie and her husband Eddie Fisher. It's a very silly film unfortunately and the suspension of disbelief is so drastic that I find it very difficult to deal with. We are supposed to believe that in the 1950s a woman can suddenly produce a 1 year-old child, having had a full-time job, no one noticed that she was pregnant, she wasn't off work, no one looks after the child, she doesn't know the name or gender of her own child, and her employer is happy for her. At the same time, she is denying that she is the mother of the child and no one believes her!Apparently everyone was very broadminded and didn't understand how human reproduction works. I was born in the 1960-s and my adopted brother in 1970, at which time there was still a huge stigma to single mothers. In the 50s it would have been worse. I assume that audiences for this film would have just bought it as pure fantasy.Apart from that, it was a fun film, apart from the songs which are not memorable. Debbie Reynolds is a legend. Eddie Fisher on the other hand, seemed rather underwhelming.

writers_reign Back in the day (1935)Austria cranked out a blend of schmaltz and strudel called Little Mother, it found its way to the private screening rooms in Hollywood and emerged a year or so later as Bachelor Mother, a vehicle for the now non-dancing Ginger Rogers and charm personified David Niven. This is still the definitive version despite and especially in spite of this dire remake - with lacklustre songs yet, from the usually reliable Josef Myrow and Mack Gordon, Saccherine Dabbie Reynolds and prime Redwood Eddie Fisher. Other than name- checking the support, Adolphe Menjou, Una Merkel, there's little more to say about this misguided remake.

moonspinner55 Glossy and tuneful, if terribly contrived, remake of a just-adequate Ginger Rogers comedy vehicle from 1939 ("Bachelor Mother", itself a reworking of "Little Mother" from 1935). Salesgirl, fired at Christmastime from her department store job for 'over-selling', finds an abandoned baby on the steps outside a foundlings home but can't get anyone to believe the child isn't really hers. The spotlight this time is equally on Debbie Reynolds (doing sprightly, decent work as the bachelor mother) and her then-husband Eddie Fisher (leering at the camera while playing a singing junior-executive). Supporting roles are colorfully filled, production and song numbers are decent, though the script lands us smack in the middle of 101 'risque' misunderstandings (she has a baby but not a husband?! And who's the father?). Worth-seeing for Debbie, who sings and dances--and rolls her eyes with expert exaggeration when it's time to change a diaper. **1/2 from ****