Invitation au bonheur

"Invitation to Happiness" is a film that is incredibly frustrating. The film is bizarre because the first and second halves of the movie seem as if they were torn from separate movies and clumsily stuck together.

When the film begins, King Cole the boxer (Fred MacMurray) meets Eleanor (Irene Dunne). Although she is rich and the two have absolutely nothing to do with each other, they fall in love and get married. Things seem just grand between them and they have a baby. This portion of the film is enjoyable...no serious complaints from me.

The film then skips ahead about 9 years and Cole is still a boxer...but the marriage is inexplicably on the rocks. He and his wife fight but there really is no indication as to why. Then they decide to get divorced...and you keep wondering why. It seems more like a plot device than a logical progression of the story. The pair split up and Cole's son seems to dislike his father and has an odd, almost Freudian sort of relationship with his mom. All this precedes the 'big fight' for the championship.

As I mentioned, this is a frustrating film. MacMurray and Dunne are fine actors and their scenes together are very nice early in the movie. However, Fred does NOT seem much like a boxer and all the marital problems just seem contrived and come from out of no where. The end result is a movie that looks good and obviously cost a lot of money for the studio...but which left me feeling flat and a bit annoyed. They really should have worked out the script--gotten all the many kinks out of it and created a more logical plot. As it is, it's an okay time-passer but should have been much more. A big disappointment.

FYI--the final fight is the only one the movie shows in any detail. While it looks pretty realistic in some ways (like they're really hitting each other), the boxers do what often happens in movies-- they slug way too often (especially for a heavyweight fight). Real boxers doing this would be dead by the second round!

This is a tale of opposites attracting and the course of true love flowing like a river of doubt. Irene Dunne plays the lady and Fred MacMurray the boxing champ. Although they come from different worlds, they can't help falling in love--he with her ladylike ways, quiet charm and elegant beauty and she with his sheer manliness and out and out sex appeal. Their wedded/bedded bliss is snatched away all too soon as trainer/manager Charlie Ruggles (best remembered by us baby boomers as Daddy Farquahr on "The Beverly Hillbillies") yanks MacMurray back into his training regimen. Ruggles explains to Dunne why a fighter's wife can't follow him to camp. And although it is unspoken in this 1930s flick, we know that it is because their continued sexual activity would rob him of the strength he needs to vanquish all foes. Ha! Dunne relinquishes MacMurray to Ruggles but only after we learn that she is pregnant. To her this is a greater prize than MacMurray can ever hope to attain in the ring and she hopes that having a child will bond MacMurray even closer to her. Wrong! He doesn't make it to the hospital on time and she is alone, except for her faithful father played here by William Collier. Things only go further south from there. MacMurray spends years chasing the heavyweight championship and misses out on seeing his son grow up, all the while growing more and more estranged from Dunne who is for all practical purposes abandoned. Even when he is home, he seeks out female companionship with the floozy he ran around with before he was married. Dunne rightly divorces him and they share custody of their young son, the only person smart enough to see the wisdom of a reconciliation and their becoming a family once more. This is how the movie ends and just in the nick of time as the closing credits roll as they embrace on the staircase of the family home. This film while well acted feels like a retread, one that Dunne and MacMurray perhaps only fulfilled under contractual terms. Dunne is treated rather like a doormat and her usually strong character is somewhat too submissive to MacMurray's lug nut of a man. Oh well, it is not a total miss. A good enough movie for a way rainy/cold day but that's about it.

Charles Ruggles has a potential champion heavyweight boxer in Fred MacMurray, but he needs money, so he goes to old friend William Collier Sr. For $2000 versus a half-interest. Collier's daughter, Irene Dunne, thinks it's a ridiculous speculation, and MacMurray doesn't like spoled dames, so they quarrel. And then they get married. While MacMurray goes on the road, Miss Dunne raises their son in Collier's mansion. By the time ten years have passed and McMurray is due a late title bout, their son, Billy Cook, is alienated from him. Miss Dunne thinks that if MacMurray wanted to be a father, he had enough money five years earlier to retire and be one; instead, he has pursued his selfish goal.

Well, maybe. MacMurray does a nice bit of acting as an unself-aware mug, but Miss Dunne's strength in weepers is she's always fully aware of the risks she's taking, and goes into these misery-producing relations with her head held high. Here she knows precisely what's wrong with MacMurray, but not with her, and she seems a bit bitter and even shrewish here as she does the noble thing.

Director Wesley Ruggles has directed everyone just fine, and it's good to see Ruggles in a straight role. The brutal championship fight at the end is wince-inducing. But given that she starred in LOVE AFFAIR the same year, this one comes in a distant second.

Surprisingly effective story about bullheaded boxer (Fred MacMurray) and the society girl (Irene Dunne) who fall in love but then face some hard times.

The two stars are top-notch and turn in solid performances even when the material goes astray and the story turns soapy. Dunne is warm and gracious as always and makes the most of the comedy here; MacMurray is excellent as the goofy fighter determined to be world champ. His final fight scenes are among the best and most realistic I've seen.

Solid support from William Collier as Dunne's wise father and Charlie Ruggles as the wary fight manager. Billy Cook is the son, Marion Martin the the blonde, Virginia Brissac is the nurse, Oscar O'Shea is the judge.

But the stars here dominate this film. I've always been a big Irene Dunne fan but I must say I'm gaining a whole new vision of Fred MacMurray. Having grown up with "My Three Sons," it's amazing to see the young MacMurray in a variety of solid 30s roles (many with Carole Lombard).

Excellent film with something for everyone.

Invitation To Happiness is the story of a pair of unlikely marriage between society girl Irene Dunne and prizefighter Fred MacMurray. It happens when Irene's father William Collier buys an interest in MacMurray's contract and Dunne takes an interest in her sportsman father's new acquisition.

They have a son who is played by Billy Lee, but they grow apart and divorce. But eventually MacMurray gets his long dreamed of title shot.

Billy Lee was 14 when he made this film and looks it. Which means that Fred would have been boxing for 14 years when he got his title fight. That is an awfully long time in the fight game to wait for a championship bout. MacMurray would have been fighting for eating money by that time as a trial horse if he was still in the fight game.

Irene is her usual soap opera heroine in this film. She and Fred don't quite gel in this film. One wonders what kind of future they would have after his fighting days are over.

Can't quite accept the movie's favorite milquetoast Charlie Ruggles as a boxing manager.

Invitation To Happiness is not in the top 10 for Dunne or MacMurray.