Designed as a disposable commodity, it's a film I'd dispose of with no further ado, except for what it says about minimum standards in a certain tacky niche of the movie business, as well as for what it suggests, in its lunkheaded way, about the perils that marriage may pose.
Actually is a bit of a hoot. show more
Never going to be remembered as a tying-the-knot screwball classic (it probably won't be remembered past March), but one could do worse. show more