Monty Wooley, Jimmy Durante, and oh yeah, Bette Davis. For me, that could say it all, and that is not even to mention the priceless ensemble of supporting character actors. Okay, so Bette just didn't DO comedy. She was there for the "drama relief," and like the consummate professional she was, she competently kept a low profile to not bleed off any of the spotlight from the incredible Wooley. Where have all the character actors gone? Why are there no more B movies that are such a plain old rollicking good time? This is one of the finest examples of the wonderful screwball comedies of the 30's and 40's.
Review of The Man Who Came to Dinner
