Wow! Here's a "classic" movie that is anything but classic. It's a meandering, unfocused mess. There is zero chemistry between Doris Day and David Niven. Their's is a pairing that could only be understood by a delusional studio executive. Doris Day is reduced to singing her "Que Sera Sera" again, for no reason, and then does another musical number, again for no reason.
There's just all kinds of stuff going on, most of it inexplicable. Like Day and Niven's family not just moving to the country, but moving into a house that looks like something out of "The Munsters!" And, I guess they just see that one house and decide to buy it on the spot!
What follows are just pointless plot and subplots going back and forth until the film thankfully comes to an end! And, they can't even do one shot on location. Very studio bound and lazy!
I know that people get nostalgic for old films, but they really shouldn't be nostalgic about this one!
** (2 Out of 10 Stars)
There's just all kinds of stuff going on, most of it inexplicable. Like Day and Niven's family not just moving to the country, but moving into a house that looks like something out of "The Munsters!" And, I guess they just see that one house and decide to buy it on the spot!
What follows are just pointless plot and subplots going back and forth until the film thankfully comes to an end! And, they can't even do one shot on location. Very studio bound and lazy!
I know that people get nostalgic for old films, but they really shouldn't be nostalgic about this one!
** (2 Out of 10 Stars)