Prendila è mia

A naive teen provides plenty of excitement for her well intentioned Dad, who tries keeping her on an even keel. Fun for die hard fans of Jimmy Stewart, like me. Originally, a play which starred Art Carney and Elizabeth Ashley, who won a Tony for her performance.

Frank and Anne Michaelson's eldest daughter Mollie is going away to college...and unfortunately she is what's known as a dish! Frank, played by James Stewart, gets himself in all sorts of trouble trying to protect his daughter, played by the lovely Sandra Dee,...he ends up in jail at a protest and in his underwear at a costume party all of which is being criticized by the board of directors where he works who are calling for his replacement.

There are some wonderful cameos...Bob Denver (of Gilligan fame) plays a coffeehouse musician who has to explain to Frank that his daughter is not stripping, and Robert Morley who plays Mr. Pope-Jones, a commiserating fellow father of daughters...who he can't seem to remember the names of!

My favorite scene was actually when Frank and Anne are having a discussion about who taught them the birds and the bees...after they receive a letter or telegram from their daughter mentioning the word virgin! Great comedy there.

"If I could start over, I'd have boys!"-Frank

Poor Frank realizes in the end...that his second daughter is also coming of age!

This was a light comedy that explores that special father daughter relationship from the father's perspective. I would recommend this to Dad's in particular and anyone looking for a light comedy.

A good portion of 1960s comedies focused on the generation gap between straight-laced parents and their hippie children. If you like that theme, you can watch a few James Stewart flicks where he plays a harried father to teenaged girls. In Take Her, She's Mine, Sandra Dee goes off to college and he worries about her virtue. Told in funny flashbacks, we see a photograph of an outrageous end result and Jimmy narrates the setup - like getting arrested at a sit-in and he's carried out of the room by the police.

There's a hilarious theme of the movie that everyone mistakes James Stewart's character for a famous actor. When he sees Sandra off at the airport, he's chased around by autograph seekers even as he insists, "I'm not him!" Finally, he gives in and signs their papers, as the narration says, "Ever since that movie Mr. Smith Goes to Washington. . ." The little boys run off with a "Thanks, Mr. Stewart!" In the same vein, Robert Morley enjoys every second of his cameo performance. He dispenses advise to Jimmy, and after he leaves, he exclaims to the waiter, "Do you know who that fellow is? Henry Fonda, the American movie star! Can you ever forget him in Gone With the Wind?" I had to press pause I was laughing so hard.

The movie is dated, though, so don't expect to laugh so much during every minute. Nowadays, parents don't fly across the country to check on their kids in college, thinking a sorority party is the end of the world. But if you like this funny parenting flick, check out David Niven's version of 1968 The Impossible Years. It has exactly the same ending, and the rest of the movie follows a similar theme of two teenaged daughters driving their protective father nuts.

An all around fun movie from a time when they didn't have to rely on foul language, sex, and violence for their plots. I had never seen Sandra Dee in anything other than her Gidget roles. Wish they made movies like that today - a comedy that was actually funny. :)

Much as I always love a Jimmy Stewart film, this is a rather lame comedy, interesting mainly for an early Jerry Goldsmith score. Sandra Dee tries hard to shake her golly Molly character she played in A Summer Place (she is named Molly here too) and Audrey Meadows does well in her perfunctory role, but the script is just too lame to engender interest.

A primary flaw in my opinion is that Stewart's character was too unlikeable. The main character of the concerned father should have been more hesitant about interfering in his daughter's college life. It would have engendered more laughs and maintained sympathy with the character. But here Stewart's character is far too aggressive and possessive to the point of irritation. His character would come across as such even more so in our more enlightened times. Yelling at his daughter, yelling at her boyfriend, calling him a punk several times in the film and otherwise meddling in what should be his daughter's "space" as they would later say (the film is from 1963 so just short of the hippie generation) hardly endears him to a modern audience, in my opinion.

In a dated film like this it's difficult to judge how flat the comedy was in 1963, but words like "virgin" would hardly gain a laugh today. Some scenes seem especially dated, such as the coffee house scene with Bob Denver as a folksinger, the fast French cars, while it's hard to imagine that a writer would attempt a laugh by having the parents listen to a record at 331/3 when it's supposed to be played at 78 or 45. Like how desperate can writers be to include something as ludicrous as that for laughs. It might have been funny when electronic music was first invented but not in 1963! Similarly lame was the scene in the dorm with the French girl students, as if having a group of students yelling in French was supposed to elicit bowls of laughter.

But any film starring Jimmy Stewart, in my view the greatest of all American film actors, including Marlon Brando, can never be a waste of time.