There are so many great Cary Grant films…but this one is just so much fun.  How can you not just adore Cary?  There’s just something about that man that draws you in, makes you feel a little more sophisticated and light-hearted and flat out wonderful. (no matter what the day has brought you up to that point)

Anyway, to see the twists and turns that unfold when lawyer Nick Arden (Cary Grant) has his wife Ellen (Irene Dunne), who has been missing for 7 years since her ship was lost at sea, declared legally dead so he can marry Bianca (Gail Patrick)….well, you can’t help but feel sorry for the guy.  Let’s just toss in the fact that on the same day that his presumed departed spouse returns, Nick is off on his honeymoon with his new bride Bianca…to the same little honeymoon suite that he shared with his first wife, Ellen.  There’s an instantly classic scene when he sees Ellen waving to him as the elevator door is closing.  The look on his face is priceless.

Could there be anything more stressful to a guy?  Well, how about coming home to find that your first wife standing there with your mother to greet you and your new wife home?  Irene Dunne delivers in every way…her portrail of Ellen is smart, sassy, creative, crafty and flat out beautifully adorable.  You find yourself rooting for her time and time again.

Toss in Randolph Scott as the man, Stephen Burkett, who was stranded on that island with Ellen…and there’s jealousy inflamed immediately within Nick.  Ellen even tries to cool the jealousy by passing some other poor schmuck off as Burkett…but to no avail.

There is so much love, frustration and comedic moments thrown into this movie…if you haven’t seen it, then really you must.  And the ending…just when you think that he can’t take any more…well, you’ll just have to see it for yourself.

Ahhh…the power of love.