Movie Reviews By Bil Antoniou
Bil’s rating (out of 5): BBB.5. USA, 1964. Universal Pictures, Martin Melcher Productions. Screenplay by Julius J. Epstein, based on the play Send Me No Flowers: A Comedy In Three Acts by Norman Barasch, Carroll Moore. Cinematography by Daniel L. Fapp. Produced by Harry Keller. Music by Frank De Vol. Production Design by Robert Clatworthy, Alexander Golitzen. Costume Design by Jean Louis. Film Editing by J. Terry Williams.
Rock Hudson and Doris Day teamed up for the third time in this hilarious comedy. Instead of trying to become a couple as they did in their previous two ventures, here they start out happily married but beset by Hudson’s constant hypochondria: he’s fleshing out his forties and feels that death could come at any moment. What luck for him that his wife is far too adorably breezy to take him seriously, though it causes him no end of frustration that she doesn’t believe that he could go at any second. On one of his many visits to his general physician, Hudson overhears his doctor telling a colleague that a patient of his has a weak heart and will only live for a few more weeks, and naturally Rock thinks he is the subject of the conversation. Informing neighbour Tony Randall (who gives a hysterical performance as a comical drunk) about his situation, the two of them go about planning for Hudson’s last days while doing their best to keep the news from reaching Day’s ears. She, meanwhile, starts to suspect him of having an affair, forcing him to decide whether or not to let her know the reality of the situation. It’s got all the complications that many of Day’s Professional Virgin comedies thrive on, and it’s not as inspired or lively as Pillow Talk or Lover Come Back, but by the time Hudson is forced to share a bed with Randall, you know you’re in for some right campy fun.