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Oh Lubitsch how we needed you. Others could elicit fiery performances from actors, captivate with riveting story or lavish us with sets and camera magic. These usually require to be propped up with some effort, but what Lubitsch does simply requires letting go of, in particular letting go of our need to prop up fiction a certain way.

Usually understood as a gift for wit, his famed 'Lubitsch touch' is actually a mastery of something else, spontaneous illogicality. I have written about him in a few other posts so will not bore you here. It's the continuous shift of context, the dismantling of our expectation that story plays out a certain way.

The story could be anything, here a man and woman court each other while vacationing in the French Riviera. He's the blustering American type who won't take no and won't tiptoe around European niceties. She's elegant and smart but will not stoop to be wowed by money like her shyster father.

In the usual mode, they would brush and bounce off each other whilst trying to top each other for control over the story. This as hardwon love that surprises. That's fine, plenty of enjoyable films were being made in this time, what we now know as screwball. For me it's all a matter of how we brush, how much narrative space the players create by pushing and pulling, in which self can take shape, actual visible shape, as the story we watch. Capra has a very agile touch in It Happened One Night. I happen to find His Girl Friday coarse, par the course for Hawks.

In Lubitsch's world, we shift and shift again in a jazz merry-go-round of elusive self. Here's some of it. They meet as strangers in a store, cooperating over trying to buy pyjamas. He decides he's smitten, but uses money to come close to her. So what happens? She agrees to be bought as a wife but gives him a thankless marriage for it, although in love herself.

This is lovely work, clean, vibrant. Some if are just gags, like having married seven times before her. But quite a bit of it is that wondrous surprise where emotions express themselves in paradoxical ways.

An Ernst Lubitsch comedy, co-scripted by Billy Wilder and Charles Brackett, which has always been generally dismissed by critics and fans alike. Perhaps with the film's reputation as a lesser effort those who sit down to view it will be pleasantly surprised to find it an agreeable affair, anyway.

Gary Cooper plays a seven times married American businessman millionaire who finds that with wife no. 8 (Claudette Colbert) he may have met his match. She has made him agree to a pre nuptial agreement of paying her $100,000 should there be a divorce and then makes him spend much of the marriage unhappy and wishing he hadn't signed that agreement.

While the film is never as funny or clever as the best of Lubitsch, it still has its moments. The film is remembered primarily for the scene in which Colbert and Cooper "meet cute" as they agree to split a pair of pajamas in a department store.

But there are other moments, too, such as the scene in which Cooper, inspired by having just read Taming of the Shrew, bursts out of his room, walks with great macho determination and accompanying soundtrack drum roll down a hallway, enters a room where Colbert stands and slaps her across the face. She responds by slapping him back and Cooper, perplexed by this unexpected turn of events, leaves the room, walks back through that same hallway to his room again and picks up the book to try to figure out what he did wrong.

Like all Lubitsch productions this film has a graceful air of sophistication, with a physical elegance in its sets and photography. Colbert is an old hand at frothy material like this while Cooper, cast against type, plays his role with obvious enthusiasm. He's a far cry from the Cooper we're used to seeing on screen in the scene in which he plays a piano while singing "Looky, looky, looky, Here comes Cookie" to Claudette. The supporting cast is first rate, all of them deft performers: a young David Niven, and old pro character actors Edward Everett Horton and Herman Bing.

English mangling, beer barrel shaped Herman Bing is the unlikeliest of detectives, hired by Cooper to follow his wife to see if she has any lovers. "Don't forget," he tells the millionaire, "we are a first class firm. You will find that out when you get our bill." Recommended as middling production code era Paramount fare.

Ernst Lubitsch is the guiding hand behind "Bluebeard's Eighth Wife," a 1938 comedy starring Claudette Colbert and Gary Cooper. The screenplay was written with a light touch by Brackett and Wilder.

The story concerns a wealthy man, Michael Brandon (Cooper), who meets the very attractive Nicole De Loiselle (Colbert) in a Parisian men's department store. Brandon wants to buy the top of the pajamas, as that's what he sleeps in, but the clerk insists that he buy the entire set. Nicole enters and buys the pants.

Nicole's father (Edward Everett Horton) is a penniless marquis, trying to sell a project to Brandon, who isn't interested. The marquis then attempts to get him to buy a Louis IV bathtub. When he realizes that Nicole is the marquis' daughter, the marquis sees immediately that there is interest and tries to get them together. After all, he's loaded, and the hotel bill is due.

Finally, the couple does become engaged and of course the marquis brings in his entire family at his expense for the wedding. While everyone is gathering for a photograph, some white stuff falls out of Michael's suit. "What is that?" she asks. "It's rice," he says. "Don't you use it at weddings? It's supposed to bring good luck." "Did your bride and groom have good luck?" she asks. "Well," he says, "we had a pleasant six months."

She then finds out he's been married seven times. After renegotiating some sort of prenup he has set up, she goes through with the wedding, but they live separate lives.

For some reason, people put this film in the same category as I Met Him in Paris because they're on the same DVD and they both take place in Paris. I Met Him in Paris is not a Lubitsch film and has some problems. This film has a fine script, zips along at a great pace, and has some wonderful scenes. I Met Him in Paris didn't really pick up until the second part.

Gary Cooper and Claudette Colbert are delightful. It's hard to believe that someone like Gary Cooper actually existed - tall, drop dead gorgeous, and a cowboy to boot. Talk about your perfect man. And what a smile.

Colbert is flawless in acting and in beauty - I saw her up close in 1974 and she looked the same as she did in this film. For as much success that she had, I don't think she ever received the credit for her dramatic work that she deserved, though she did for her comedy.

In her last appearance, in The Two Mrs. Grenvilles, she played an actual person, Elsie Woodward (name changed in the movie), and people who knew Elsie said Colbert was totally the character.

I don't think this is Lubitsch's best, but it's still delightful. How can you miss with those stars, that director, and those writers.

David Niven has a supporting role as an employee of Brandon's who is also a friend of Nicole's. He's very funny.

It starts in the French Riviera at a dressing department store where an elegant man wants to buy pyjama tops and a woman the bottoms . He is the US multi-millionaire Michael Brandon (Gary Cooper, though miscast , at times ) who tries to marry his eight wife , called Nicole (Claudette Colbert is fine as the beautiful girl who aims to be his eighth) . After learning her multi-millionaire fiancé has already been married seven times , Nicole , daughter of a bankrupted French Marquis (Edward Everett Horton) attempts to tame the egoistic man and he then ends at an asylum . He married in haste and repeated in pleasure!

Problematic comedy and sporadically fun , set in the French Riviera about a spoiled millionaire who attempts to marry the daughter of a penniless marquis , she then decides to control him , as she doesn't want to be only a number in the row of his ex-wives and starts her own strategy to "tame" him . Good for a few laughs , based on the play by Alfred Savoir and American version by Charlton Andrews with a diverting script by prestigious Charles Brackett and Billy Wilder , though providing a wrong sort of discomfort to the closing scenes at a lunatic sanatorium . Adding some scenes justifying Ernst Lubitsch's reputation for his famous ¨Touch¨ , along with adequate as well as evocative musical score by Frederick Hollander . This Lubitsch romp contains a very good main and support cast . Gary Cooper is nice as the millionaire who who can handle money but not wives , as he has a comeuppance coming up from the eighth , though Coop seems out of place as a playboy . Claudette Colbert is perfect as the woman who aims to be his eighth and she then tries to tame him. There's astringent and typecast secondary cast from sympathetic Edward Everett Horton as the broken Marquis De Loiselle , delightful David Niven as Albert De Regnier , Elizabeth Patterson as Aunt Hedwige , Herman Bing as Monsieur Pepinard , Warren Hymer as Kid Mulligan and Franklin Pangborn as snooty Assistant Hotel Manager

The motion picture well photographed by Leo Tover was competently made by master filmmaker Ernst Lubitsch ,though softening the script's acidity, and he had previously directed Gary Cooper in Design for life . Lubitsch was a maestro director of naughty but entertaining comedies who had lots of successes . Lubitsch's breakthrough film came in 1918 with "The Eyes of the Mummy", a tragedy starring future Hollywood star Pola Negri. Also that year he made Carmen (1918), again with Negri, a film that was commercially successful on the international level. His work already showed his genius for catching the eye as well as the ear in not only comedy but historical drama. The year 1919 found Lubitsch directing seven films, the two standouts being his lavish Madame DuBarry (1919) with two of his favorite actors--Negri (yet again) and Emil Jannings. His other standout was the witty parody of the American upper crust, "The Oyster Princess" 1919 . This film was a perfect example of what became known as the Lubitsch styl e, or the "Lubitsch Touch", as it became known--sophisticated humor combined with inspired staging that economically presented a visual synopsis of storyline, scenes and characters. Lubitsch directed a lot of comedies and vintage movies , such as : ¨Heaven can wait¨, ¨That uncertain feeling¨, ¨Ninotchka¨, ¨Bluebeard's eight wife¨, ¨Angel¨, ¨The merry widow¨, ¨The Student Prince¨, ¨So this is Paris¨, ¨Lady Windermere's fan¨, ¨The marriage circle¨, ¨One Arabian night¨, ¨Passion¨, ¨Gypsy blood¨, among others . Rating : 7/10 . Better than average .

'Absolutely delightful' sounds a bit twee doesn't it? The mid-thirties were awash with so-called 'sophisticated comedies' all pretty bland and predictable. This however has something special about it. It's not quite a laugh out loud comedy but it's genuinely charming and guaranteed to leave you a happier person.

What makes this a class above most offerings from 1938 is that you can't help loving the characters. Clearly it's easy to fall in love with Claudette Colbert but Gary Cooper's millionaire is surprisingly endearing too. He was excellent in the brilliant comedy BALL OF FIRE with Barbara Stanwyck but because you associate Gary Cooper with stoic, serious roles, when he's in a comedy, a genuinely funny comedy and he is genuinely funny himself, it really makes an impression. He's still every inch, the man's man but also oblivious to the ways of the fairer sex. That he tries to learn about how to treat troublesome women by reading The Taming of the Shrew is a classic piece of comedy.

Lubitsch was the undisputed master at making a simple battle of the sexes movies witty, loading it with sexual frustration and innuendo whilst still making it utterly charming.....but this was no simple battle of the sexes movie - this was written by Charles Bracket and Billy Wilder so Lubitsch didn't have to try too hard. Like any good comedy, the humour comes from your belief in the realness of the characters and this is such a well crafted 'rom com' that you're completely drawn into this silly but lovely picture. When it ends, you are smiling and you feel like applauding!

And of course, Claudette Colbert looks like a goddess!