Bride for Sale

1949
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1 Std. 27 Min.

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Claudette Colbert, Robert Young, and George Brent in Bride for Sale (1949)

Füge eine Handlung in deiner Sprache hinzuTax expert Nora Shelley thinks she can find a suitable husband by inspecting clients' tax documents.Tax expert Nora Shelley thinks she can find a suitable husband by inspecting clients' tax documents.Tax expert Nora Shelley thinks she can find a suitable husband by inspecting clients' tax documents.

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Claudette Colbert

Nora W. Shelley

Robert Young

Steve Adams

George Brent

Paul Martin

Max Baer

Litka

Gus Schilling

Timothy Shale

Charles Arnt

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Mary Bear

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Ann Tyrrell

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Paul Maxey

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Ann Cameron

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7boblipton

Funny Late Screwball

George Brent is a tax consultant, and his best man has quit to go into competition with him. His staff is demoralized, but he has hired, sight unseen, an Army colonel who's just being let go. It turns out to be Claudette Colbert. At first he's skeptical, but in a few months she has the office running like clockwork. At first he's concerned she's going to stay with him just long enough to learn the ins and outs, then go into competition. When she disabuses him of that idea, he decides she's going to marry some trust-fund knucklehead. So he works up a gag with old college buddy Robert Young, a trust-funder and field archeologist, to woo her quickly, make her miserable, and leave her convinced that a spinster's life is the one for her.

At this point we have the first date, and it's a very funny one, with smoking frozen drinks, sailors being rolled, a wrestling match, and a fight in a fish market. After that, the plot settles in, with Young and Brent putting in their claims. It becomes standard at that point, but there's enough lingering good will from the first date to carry it on through. Max Baer has a good supporting bit, and Gus Schilling, as a sailor, is as funny as I've ever seen him.

3richardchatten

Deservedly Forgotten

Although a star vehicle for one of Hollywood's grandest divas of all time, 'Bride for Sale' is a deservedly obscure romantic potboiler whose title and assumptions about working women would be offensive if one could be bothered to take them seriously.

Claudette Colbert is as unconvincing as an alpha female ex-Wac major turned super-efficient office manager of an income tax and accounting firm as Robert Young is as an archaeologist she sets her cap at in the belief that he's loaded and can keep her in the style to which she intends to become accustomed. The usual garrulous, drably-photographed shenanigans duly ensue, occasionally enlivened by cameos from the likes of Max Baer, Gus Schilling and Hans Conried.

3planktonrules

With a cast like this, I expected much more.

The script for "Bride for Sale" isn't particularly good, and it's a shame as it wastes a decent cast.

When the story begins, a very grouchy boss brings in a retired military guy to whip the office into shape. What he doesn't realize is that the military guy is a gal! Nora (Claudette Colbert) turns out to be fantastic for the company...but the boss (George Brent) is shocked when he learns she's looking to get married and settle into the life of a housewife...and he enlists the help of a friend (Robert Young) to try to change her mind.

This film simply tries too hard at times. The scenes with Colbert, Young and the fish is particularly so. Add a few overdone scenes to the confusing plot and you've got a disappointment for most viewers. Not a terrible film but it sure as heck should have been better...and funnier.

6rdoyle29

Good Lord what a terrible plot

George Brent owns a tax accounting business. His office is disorganized, so he hires a former army major to run his office. This turns out to be Claudette Colbert. He's not convinced that a woman can do the job, but he gives her a chance and she turns out to be the best office manager he has ever had. Perhaps too good. Afraid that she intends to leave and set up her own firm, taking all his clients with her, he confronts her. She confesses that working for a living has just been an elaborate ruse to find a husband. (Yes, this really happens.) She explains that all she wants is a wealthy homebody to call her own, and having access to a man's tax records gives her the insight she needs to pick a husband. Not wanting to lose his office manager, Brent decides to teach her a lesson and get his buddy Robert Young to pose as a wealthy museum curator with fake tax records to back him up. He is to lure Colbert in, get her to fall in love with him, and then dump her cold, teaching her that tax records can't tell you everything about a man. I am generally not one to slag a movie for having outdated, regressive beliefs, but it's actually pretty hard to set aside the abominable plot of this film. It definitely has it's charms. Colbert is always a joy to watch, and there are some great supporting turns, Max Baer in particular. However, this film ends up with both Brent and Young competing for Colbert's hand in marriage and you can't help but feel that she'd be better off without either of them.

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"Lux Radio Theater" broadcast a 60 minute radio adaptation of the movie on June 5, 1950 with Robert Young and Claudette Colbert reprising their film roles.

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Nora Shelley: You want to see me?
Paul Martin: Yes. Sit down, Miss Shelley.
Nora Shelley: Oh, gladly. Ahhh, what a day!
Paul Martin: When are you planning on opening your own office, Miss Shelley?
Nora Shelley: What gives you that idea?
Paul Martin: Oh, certain things I've noticed.
Nora Shelley: What things?
Paul Martin: Things that make me believe that you're going into business for yourself.
Nora Shelley: What are you talking about?
Paul Martin: Well, that's what they all do: they work here a year, grab a few clients by deceit and treachery and then open offices of their own.
Nora Shelley: I've had much too hard a day to sit here and listen to silly accusations.
Paul Martin: Well, just a moment. You take home my personal files to study, you cultivate extremely friendly relations with my best clients - relationships beyond the call of duty. Why? Why do you keep the best clients and manoeuvre me into the ladies' department? I want answers to all those questions.
Nora Shelley: I see. Well, I guess I've been caught.
Paul Martin: Caught? So...
Nora Shelley: Mr. Martin, everybody has a right to think of their future.
Paul Martin: But that's dirty pool; stealing my best clients.
Nora Shelley: Steal'...? I'm not going to steal anything. I'm going to marry one of them!
Paul Martin: Marry? Which one?
Nora Shelley: Well, I haven't made up my mind yet. Aw, don't you see, that's the reason I wanted this job. I'll be able to pick a man I know all about.
Paul Martin: What are you talking about? You're not going to get married and give up your career?
Nora Shelley: Well, that's the maiden's prayer. Mr Martin, I can tell from a man's tax report whether he's married or single. Now if he's single, how he makes his money...
Paul Martin: I've already given you two big raises in the last three months, you're free, you're independent and your idea's crazy.
Nora Shelley: Crazy? Why? I can tell all about a man from his tax files. Now look, I can tell whether he's healthy, or always going to a doctor; whether he has a boat or a farm in the country or a box at the opera; if he likes the races or the theater; where he lives; what his friends are like; whether he buys flowers or diamond bracelets. Oh, I'm perfectly frank about it, Mr Martin, I'm looking for my husband in here
[taps files]
Paul Martin: [he puts his arm round her shoulder] Let's talk man to man...