Tre uomini e il mio cuore

I was lucky enough to find a beautiful 16mm reduction print of this flick starring beautiful Mary Beth Hughes, at her youngest - best! She was so easy on the eyes! Never stop enjoying this flick on the big screen! You might call it a 1944 "Click Flick" Told in flashback with her adventures with different men that of course all want her! (badly) One funny interesting segment when she is thumbing a ride and is picked up by a country bumpkin. I can't remember the actors name, but in the story he falls head or heels in love with her. The dinner with the family was typical of hillbilly white trash of that time, with the radio blasting country music. Her character Lily goes from one situation after another and of course each time some guy falls in love with her! Love these 1940's"B" movies! Best of all there are no cell phones, computers, women with colored hair and tattoos all over their body! See it on film if you can? Luis Alberni was a good addition to any picture, he was good solid actor and had a long career in motion pictures, and it's always fun to see him show up in these "B" flicks. Claire McDowell who plays Mother Goodwin starting in pictures in 1908 through to 1945 with 375 films to her credit! Another plus it's only 67 minutes in length and that's good! That's seven reels of 35mm film! I'm sure they lost the nitrate negative or let it rot in a storage unit in Hollywood.

Mary Beth Hughes has just gotten a job singing on the radio. Her sponsor, wealthy Alan Edwards, wants to marry her. Up pop two other boyfriends, wealthy Edward Norris, and songwriter Ted North, both of whom want to know why she left. We then get her history, including why she bailed.

This soap opera, with a couple three songs sung by Miss Hughes, is a dull and stupid affair, with clumsily spoken dialogue. Given that all four performers have proven themselves capable of speaking convincingly, I blame screenwriter Raymond Shrock and director Wallace Fox, as well as the budgets from PRC, which undoubtedly made rehearsal a purely theoretical idea.

Some nasty thoughts should be reserved for the costume director, who insists on putting Miss Hughes in hideous hats. Whoever that is was smart enough not to take a screen credit.