Yes, My Darling Daughter

One thing you can say about this movie, is that it doesn't lack in acting talent! There are the great talents of Priscilla Lane, Fay Bainter, Mary Robson, Roland Young and Ian Hunter, and the lesser but still okay ones of Jeffrey Lynn and Genevieve Tobin, and they combine to keep the movie going, even when there isn't much going for it.

There are matters of trust, hypocrisy, rebellion, conformity, individual freedom, moral standards, outdated roles, etc., and had the story more depth, had gone for drama rather than comedy, it might have worked a lot better.

As it is, it's one of those movies that you can skip without many regrets.

This rather dated comedy involves young Priscilla Lane going unchaperoned to spend a weekend at a lake cabin with Jeffrey Lynn before he goes off to Belgium for a career change and a bit of excitement. It got all the censor's hackles up because the two at the moment are not intending to be married. Today it wouldn't raise a blip.

I'm in agreement with the other reviewer who said there's a whole lot of talking going on. Not as much as in one of Bette Davis's worst films Winter Meeting, still a lot. Today the young folk would be getting it on.

Lane and her grandmother May Robson are having a great old time pointing out to mama Fay Bainter that back in the day she was a frisky young thing herself, all that suffragette activity etc. Fay reacts like a mom, but she's hoisted on her own petard by her past.

Ian Hunter plays dad and he's out sailing on Long Island sound while all this is going on. When he arrives on the scene this pillar of the community proves singularly ineffectual. His sister Genevieve Tobin and house guest Roland Young function as kibitzers.

Hard to believe back in the day that Yes My Darling Daughter got the Legion of Decency in such a snit. The play by Mark Reed ran for 405 performances with a cast I'm sure you mostly never heard of. Just noting the Broadway cast list you can see how the play was expanded a bit for the screen.

One has to wonder that in 1939 those who saw Yes My Darling Daughter had to wonder what happens to all the characters the following year when the Nazis march into Belgium. It certainly had me wondering.

This is a most dated but amusing film.

It's clear that Warners was attempting to repeat the same success they had with "Four Daughters" right down to casting a number of the same actors. Rolland Young and Fay Bainter (along with the wonderful May Robson) are among my favorite character actors of the era.

Priscilla Lane is just fine, but Jeffrey Lynn really isn't a particular good actor. Yes, he was fine in "All This and Heaven Too", but he's dull as dishwater in "A Letter to Three Wives". Joseph Mankiewicz referred to him as a "leaner" - a weak actor. He was right.

All in all, it's a very watchable Warners programmer of the late 1930's. I can think better ways to waste my time.

Based on a stage play and it really shows. (The characters in this movie talk and talk endlessly.)The situation, with our plucky heroine going off for the weekend with a boyfriend who is soon to leave for an overseas job, just might be seen as racy for the late thirties. It is made pretty clear early on that Priscilla Lane would just never do that sort of thing and not return as pure as the newly fallen snow, but everybody in this movie has to talk about it - her mom, her aunt, her dad, her grandmother (the hammy May Robson), the mom's old boyfriend from way back when (played by Roland Young - and what is he doing here anyway? His character's presence makes no sense at all)- and the quality of the talk is moralizing and dreadfully dull. (The movie is not helped at all by the presence of Jeffrey Lynn, just about the stodgiest and dullest young leading man this side of Ronald Reagan.) Priscilla Lane could be genuinely charming at times, but she doesn't have a chance against a lousy script and heavy-handed direction. See it once, if you really have to see have see every movie that Priscilla Lane ever made....

Jeffrey Lynn gets a real bum rap by one reviewer on this site. He has an impossible part to play here, in which he's subjected to Priscilla Lane's endless platitudinous chatter. It's certainly refreshing to see a liberated woman in an old movie, but Lane's character is positively emasculating. Under the circumstances, Lynn does very well. Based on a popular play, this film was considered racy in 1939. Seen today, it's so innocuous, it's almost offensive! Needless to say, Lane retains her virginity even though she goes away for the weekend with boyfriend Lynn.

Forget the sociological implications, however, and you have a reasonably witty entertainment, successfully "opened up" from its stage origins.