It's funny how I'll tolerate goofball romantic comedies from the 30s and 40s, but can't abide the current batch; even the previews send me into paroxysms of rage. Had this film starred Sandra Bullock and Matthew McConaughey I'd likely excoriate it to eternal damnation, but with Claudette Colbert and Joel MacCrea and Mary Astor...that's a different story.
The Palm Beach Story is fucked-up shit. The standard wedding plot is turned on its head because the central characters are married immediately during the opening credits. The plot begins with Colbert's quest to get a divorce to help her financially hapless hubby by landing a richer man--her intention is to get investment dollars for his foundering business. The opening credits feature the strangest narrative montage outside David Lynch, there's an extremely bizarre twist at the end, and some old coot named the Wiener King keeps cracking me up.
The main reason to see it?
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