Susanna!

Maybe the prototypical example of the breed, in fact. Zoologist Grant (we'd call him a paleontologist nowadays) goes to a golf course to try to wrangle money out of a potential donor: along the way he meets up with Katherine Hepburn, and they have all sorts of wacky misadventures.

Grant's great, though it's not a typical role for him -- he's uptight, buttoned down, smothered. He's clearly the superego character, straitlaced and repressed and anti-life (it's no accident he works with bones). Hepburn was never lovelier than she was here -- she's the id character, all action and movement. There's a dedicated minority of people who hate this movie, mostly I think because they see the things Hepburn's character does as cruel. That's the point. Hepburn's not supposed to be nice -- she's id. We laugh partly because Grant needs to be loosened up, but partly because some of Hepburn's actions are shocking. Ideally, we should be in the same position as Grant in the movie: half-attracted, half-afraid.

Great "rat-a-tat" dialog in the classic Hollywood tradition. I can't think of many screenwriters today who could deliver such dialog. Highly recommended, one of the great Hollywood comedies.

Despite the film being predictable, it was actually quite well done for its time. There were instances where you "saw that coming" but others that threw you for a loop. For example, I didn't know what to expect when i started the movie, i did not know Baby was a tiger. Not deserving of the bad rep, i recommend this film.

Those people who don't like this movie seem to miss the point; IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE RIDICULOUS AND MAKE NO SENSE AT ALL! THAT'S WHAT MAKES IT FUNNY! Now that I've gotten that off my chest, I want to say that I really did have a laugh a minute. Both Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn are very adapt at this kind of comedy, in top form here, and work very well together. They have a great, very funny supporting cast, as well; though most are long dead and forgotten, many were well-known character actors in the 30's. They knew their craft, and are great at it here. Howard Hawks must have been some director to be able to fashion such a great movie out of a madcap pace and a script in which everyone talks at the same time and is always ad-libbing. (I've heard those were his trademarks, though.) One scene after another at breakneck pace, but never a dull moment. As soon as one laugh stops, another one begins. In case you haven't gotten the point, I highly suggest you see this movie. It may be 60 years old, but it's still hilarious.

It's such a joy to watch these two consummate film actors playing against type and having so much fun doing it, Hepburn as the dizzy whirlwind who talks a mile a minute (she reminds me a bit of Carole Lombard in "My Man Godfrey"), Grant as the absent-minded scientist who, bemused, always seems to be following two steps behind her. Hepburn's line readings are hilarious. I laugh out loud just remembering the look on her face and the way she says, "Wait a minute! There's nothing up there. There's NOTHING up there." Real life is just as absurd as the plot of this movie, but never as much fun. Thank God for the movies!

Brilliant comedic timing, timeless jokes, a perfect Hollywood pairing, farfetched situations, oh, and a pet leopard... what more could you ask for in a comedy?

Usually, most reviews begin with a brief summary of the movie's plot, but with this, I won't bother. Just watch it! The movie's nonsensical narrative and random happenings are enough to keep you laughing and begging for more. It doesn't matter that the plot's a bit mad; if you're after a laugh - and with everything going on, who isn't? - this is the one for you!

Stand out moments for me are when Susan (Hepburn) annoyingly repeats (and echoes) David's (Grant) cries for pet pooch George who's got a very important bone before the pair follow George aimlessly around the garden as he takes the pair on a wild goose chase digging up things he's buried. The scenes where the couple are in a restaurant and get into a few wardrobe mishaps and misunderstandings with fellow diners are really funny too.

Grant, as usual, is the quintessential leading man for a '30s screwball comedy - easily flipping between being confused, flustered, cynical and at his wits' end in the hair-brained schemes his character (willingly) gets himself into.

Hepburn is superb. It's amazing how she was able to, in her early career, portray wealthy and spoiled New England girls brought down to earth following a chance meeting with a charming guy - usually played by Hollywood's cream of the crop (Grant, Tracy, Stewart, etc.). On the surface, these characters aren't the ones you typically root for, yet she makes them likable and entertaining. A class act!