Living on Love

B-movie remake of 1933's romantic comedy "Rafter Romance". This version features James Dunn as Gary, a struggling artist who lives in a basement apartment and owes on his rent - Whitney Bourne plays Mary, a woman who lives in the same building and hasn't paid her rent in over six months. So - - the well-meaning landlord (who, by the way, has no problem peeping into tenants rooms via the keyhole) gets this bright idea: the two of them can share the apartment and split the cost. He works the night shift, she works by day - so he gets the apartment in the day, she gets it in the night - they go ahead with this plan, but they have never actually seen each other. She immediately thinks he's disgusting (based on the looks of the room) and he thinks she's a spinster, a "small town hick" in town looking for love. They leave each other a series of nasty notes and play some really mean-spirited pranks on each other (like paint remover in his mouth wash bottle, and alarm clocks set all around the room to ring and wake her up). Well, the two of them finally do meet - at a local restaurant without any idea who the other one is. They actually bond via the fact that they both hate their roommate!

This film is mildly interesting, light fare - but lacks chemistry between the two leading stars. I didn't see them ever in this as much of a couple (he actually pronounces himself in "love" with her after just meeting her, but I sure couldn't see it), and the meanness of the tricks they play on each other just left me completely cold - - if this was meant to be funny - it wasn't. In general, this film is pretty so-so - not nearly as good as the earlier version of this, "Rafter Romance". Franklin Pangborn appears in this adding some much needed humor, playing the boss in charge of Mary's sales job selling electric razors. A weak film - mediocre at best.

James Dunn has quit his job and gone to work at lower pay on the graveyard shift. Whitney Bourne hasn't worked regularly, and is now selling electric shavers on commission. Neither can afford their rooms, so landlord Solly Ward lets them split a room: Dunn gets it in the day, Miss Bourne at night. They don't know each other and regularly send annoyed notes. When they meet in person, they fall in love, unawares of their living arrangements.

This remake of RAFTER ROMANCE takes the Cox-and-Box story and retreats int simplistic humor to keep it Code-compliant: lots of puns in the names (the apartment building is "The Venus De Milo Arms", two characters are "Ghonoff Brothers"), and 1930s-safe wolves like Franklin Pangborn as Miss Courtney's boss. But despite the plethora of comic talent, including om Kennedy, Chester Clute, and Jimmy Conlin, there's too much grouchiness in the script and performances to keep any but the most sadistic audience smiling. Consistently. The result is another decent timewaster from RKO during a rote era.

Whitney Bourne is behind on her rent. Her landlord doesn't want to kick her out, though...he likes her. The landlord's solution is to have Bourne move into the basement apartment with James Dunn, who is also behind on his rent. Bourne has a daytime job, Dunn works at night - they will never even have to meet.

While that far-fetched setup never quite convinces, this attempt at madcap comedy does have some fun moments.

Dunn is a would-be artist who has somehow captured the fancy of sausage heiress Joan Woodbury. Preferring to make it on his own, Dunn rejects her advances as well the cushy job in her father's sausage factory.

Bourne, meanwhile, has just gotten a job selling electric razors. New roommates Dunn and Bourne have never seen each other but quickly decide they are bitter enemies...and then of course they meet in a restaurant and become friends. Unaware of their ironic situation, Dunn and Bourne romance each other in fits and starts, while continuing to play wicked practical jokes on each other back in the apartment. (She replaces his toothpaste with a tube of paint; he puts a lobster in her bed.)

The stars do their best but weak dialog really limits their ability to come across as charming or intelligent. Otherwise, Tom Kennedy is fine as a big-hearted fellow lodger who drives a cab. Solly Ward plays the landlord and is quite enthusiastic about solving his boarders' problems as well as peeking through their keyholes. Franklin Pangborn is humorous if a bit creepy as the sales manager who coaches his staff of young women on how to sell razors. Joan Woodbury is fun as the pushy society girl who is used to getting her way.

Overall, it's really not too good but it's a cute story that has a few laughs.

Not having seen the original "Rafter Romance" of which this was a remake, I can only compare it with the many other light comedies of the period. Taken for what it is, a "B" movie (or maybe even "C"), it doesn't do badly.

One of the great virtues of the 1930's and early 40's comedies is their fast-paced dialog, seldom heard today. I can imagine the director snapping his fingers to keep the actors racing along. Good pace and timing can cover a multitude of weaknesses in the script, and this movie rattles right along.

I wasn't rolling in the aisle, but this movie was worth a chuckle or three. If you've got nothing better planned, or you want some amusement on the box while you work on something else, curl up and enjoy -- I got lots of knitting done.

Maybe I just like Whitney Bourne better than Ginger Rogers but I liked this one better than "Rafter Romance". It is 12 minutes shorter so it has no filler. It is short and sweet. It "feels" more like a silent film than the earlier version because it really hops along.

I like Ginger Rogers in "Major & The Minor", otherwise, I cant think of a movie I really like her in. Maybe "Vivacous Lady". She's OK in the Fred Astaire movies but he is so smug I find them barely watchable. Whitney Bourne on the other hand is a super gorgeous woman that I would like to see a lot more of.

IMDb wants a few more lines out of me to print this: I find it interesting that Whitney Bourne was born in 1914 and died in 1988 and her female rival in this movie, Joan Woodbury, was born a year later and died a year later. What are the chances of THAT!