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Recent divorcée Mary Astor (Edith Farham) and daughter Brenda, spend Christmas at a fashionable mountain hotel - ski lodge. At the same time, Melvin Douglas (Stephan Blake) a long time widower arrives awaiting his ten-year-old son, also to spend their Christmas holidays together. Brenda is a man hater, apparently because daddy left her and mommy. When Steve's son (Tommy) arrives both children take an immediate dislike of one another -- to the point of physically beating each other up! Both children can't stand the fact that Edith and Steve are becoming attracted to each other, and both are determined to derail any chance of Steve and Edith becoming a couple. In most romantic 1930's comedies kids are not as mischievous or in fact, as delinquent as this pair is, but it's done in funny ways that keeps the kids from becoming obnoxious. A good cast with fine supporting actors drives this film merrily along. Columbia Pictures was good at making comedies. This is worth a look, if you like that genre.

Melvyn Douglas was a marvelous actor who somehow never quite made it to the top ranks on acting....but he was terrific in just about everything he did...even crap like "And So They Were Married". He gives it his best and is quite nice in the film but the terribly flawed and clichéd story is beyond anyone's ability to fix!

When the film begins, the audience soon realizes that Stephen (Douglas) and Edith (Mary Astor) will fall in love. Why? Because they hate each other and realistically they haven't a prayer of falling in love. But, as the movie is filled with clichés, they soon find themselves in love at the mountain resort they are both visiting with their respective children. Joel has brought his son to spend Christmas there, as he's a widower. And, Edith has brought her daughter and she recently got divorced. The romance is working just fine for a few days, as the resort is snowed in and the two kids are stuck in town. But once they arrive, the brats decide they don't like each other and if their parents marry, life will be awful...so even though they hate each other, they agree to work together to make their parents miserable. This is a sad excuse for a plot, as it's so selfish and nasty...and some of their behaviors (such destroying the Christmas tree and many of the presents of the other hotel guests) isn't funny...it's just cruel. This cruelness definitely was a bad decision in the film....and it's sad because although they are hateful, the two young actors playing the kids actually did a great job with what they were given. It could have been a bit like "The Parent Trap" but was sunk due to selfishness, too many clichés and a few characters who were more caricatures than real, believable people.

Widowed Melvyn Douglas and son Jackie Moran (in his screen debut) show up at a ski resort just before Christmas. So do divorcee Mary Astor and daughter Edith Fellows. Adults wrangle and then fall in love, to the chagrin of the children, who decide to sabotage the romance.

This wan romantic comedy is not without its attractions, particularly the adult leads. However, the comedy set pieces don't seem to come off. At the beginning, for example, because of excessive snowfall, these are the only guests in a place fully staffed for hundreds. Activity directors and waiter descend on them in their efforts to be doing their jobs, and we are supposed to find this funny. I found it annoying.

Mine, of course, may well be a minority reaction, but there is something about the dogged delivery of lines, situations, and changes of heart that results in a purely mechanical movie.

Two terrific actors, Mary Astor and Melvyn Douglas, star in "And So They Were Married," a film from 1936 featuring Jackie Moran, Edith Fellows, and Donald Meek.

Astor and Douglas play Edith Farnham and Stephen Blake, a divorcée and a widower, who get off on the wrong foot at a ski resort. Edith's daughter (Edith Fellows) is used to her mother being around all the time, and when she sees Edith warming up to Stephen, she becomes jealous. She and Blake's son (Jackie Moran) decide to break them up by pretending to hate one another.

I love Mary Astor and Melvyn Douglas, but I did not enjoy this film. First of all, it had animal abuse played for laughs. Horrendous, and that alone earns it a low score. The children were obnoxious.

This was a short film, maybe even a second feature, which seems ludicrous. I'm not a student of Mary Astor's films, but what she was doing in a B movie in 1936 when her star didn't start to fade until a few years later. It's possible she had to do it to fulfill a contractual obligation. Douglas, of course, had only been in films since 1932.

Skip it.

At the beginning, Ms. Astor is delightful. Her performance seems pitched somewhere between the lovely one in "Dodsworth" and the brilliant one a few years later in "The Great Lie." She throws her head back and laughs. She speaks in that unusual mezzo. I started out with high hopes.

Melvyn Douglas, too, was one of the best comic actors of the time. He does OK. And small roles are well cast, as with Porter Hall as the owner of the lodge where most of the movie takes place.

But alas! It degenerates into a movie primarily about children we're supposed to find adorable. I love children, make no mistake. But this is icky. Edith Fellows, who was good in other movies, is unappealing as Astor's daughter. The boy isn't much better.

It isn't the fault of the child actors, though. It's the script. It's forced, almost desperate.

And so we find the prolific and versatile Ms. Astor in one of her lesser outings.