For what was presumably intended to be a light romantic comedy, this one had more than its share of unlikeable characters. Café owner Peter Dornay (Philip Dorn) is a dour womanizer with a more than tolerant wife (Mary Astor), who has his eye on a pretty waitress he can't wait to get his hands on. Sally Murfin (Gloria Grahame) for her part, plays Dornay off against her fiancé Freddie (Marshall Thompson), and that wouldn't have been so bad if she weren't a scheming gold digger. Grahame, in her film debut, comes across as a conniving flirt, and while charmingly cute, she comes across as vapid, and if I have to say it.., a dumb blonde. Maybe not so dumb in the way a woman attracts a man, because she seemingly wraps Dornay around her little finger, while leaving poor Freddie in the lurch. When Dornay happens to come up with a winning lottery ticket for forty thousand dollars, it's enough to convince Sally she ought to switch horses in midstream. Why Mrs. Dornay put up with her husband's indiscretions could only be ascribed to true love, which wins out in the end when Peter willingly signs over the lottery check as a consolation to his wife, which was enough to send Sally packing. Unlike Delilah (Astor), who was almost ready to leave, but in her own cunning way, didn't even pack in the first place.
Review of Blonde Fever
