Lend Me Your Husband

John Stuart decides to run away from his wife, Nora Swinburne, with Nancy Burne, but after only a few hours with her, he's fed up and ready to go back to his wife.... until he discovers that his wife knows.

I certainly didn't expect much, what with George King one of the producers, but under the direction of Frederick Hayward and some graceful camera work by old hand Geoffrey Faithful (who had begun with Hepworth and would continue working through the beginning of the 1970s), there's a lot to admire in this one. Annie Esmond has a very nice role as Stuart's acid-tongued mother-in-law. Between some well-delivered, funny lines and a short running length that doesn't give it a chance to drag, it's a fine little film.

My first exposure to a British quota quickie and acting and screenplay on this one is superior to your typical American poverty row effort (but production values are not as slick as a B from a major studio).

A fairly funny unpretentious bedroom farce, feels like a stage adaptation but apparently isn't.

The third act shows a sliver of Noel Coward type wit peeking through some good sight gags and slapstick.

If it is true as rumored quota quickies were mostly screened when the sweepers were doing their job with no audience in the seats, they probably had a good time with this one.