This is one of the last of Deanna Durbin's movies, and as I knew that by this time she was on the point of leaving the film industry I hesitated to watch it: I just did not expect much, as I assumed it would be evident that Durbin was at this point pretty much fed up with acting. What a mistake. This an intelligent comedy with a surprising ending and a very good cast. Durbin in particular is in top form; her comic timing is impeccable. For me, the high point is her rendition of a piece from the Barber of Seville that is intended for a baritone. She sings this with great good humour (and with a moustache) - it is an absolute lark; you are just left smiling and wishing it would go on. It is an eternal pity that Durbin stopped making films. Had she been around in the 1950s and -60s, Doris Day (almost exactly her age) would have had a much harder time establishing herself as the leading singing comedienne.
Review of For the Love of Mary
