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When Jay's wedding doesn't go off as planned, he takes the best man on the vacation to the Boca Roca Hotel, which is for married couples only. Robert Morse (a year before The Loved One!) is Jay Menlow, and his buddy is Ross, played by the dashing Robert Goulet. running around in a towel. Lots of silly doubletakes and looks by the hotel staff, played by Bernard Fox and Elsa Lanchester. Jill St. John is Sherry, who swishes and sways through the whole movie... she's drunk most of the time, and doesn't seem to know or care with whom she ends up. keep an eye out for Sandra Gould from bewitched.. she's the hotel operator. it's all very predictable; a bedroom farce, where the men keep almost getting busted. this one even has Ross' boss ending up at the same hotel, complicating things even more. pretty silly. not much chemistry between the players. and some bits go on WAY too long.. the kaluga dance on the patio (was juliet prouse busy that day? ) Film directed by Henry Levin. fun fact: Lanchester was married to Charles Laughton for thirty years.

Just one of oh so many of those not so funny comedy capers where the guys (Robert Morse, Robert Goulet and the big boss Keenan Wynn) are trying to enjoy some harmless cheap flings and cheat on their significant others, all the while their significant others seem to always be a step behind these clumsy men.

Eventually the three (3) men and their significant others (Nancy Kwan, Elvia Allman, and Chris Noel) all end up in the same hotel suite with a very tipsy and very hot looking Jill St. John and the boys have some explaining to do.

The movie is quite boring and with very plastic acting. I wouldn't recommend it even though everyone seems to end up happy at the Honeymoon Hotel.

A 5 out of 10 rating

Unbelievable that this is what they came up with as a debut for the two talented Broadway stars. My God, universally ripped apart by the critics of the day. It's a painfully embarrassing display of bad direction and a bad script. OUCH!!!

A couple of Broadway names, Robert Goulet from Camelot and Robert Morse from How To Succeed In Business, star in Honeymoon Hotel in an attempt to make film stars of both. The two never did become box office together or separately.

Poor Bobby Morse gets jilted at the altar, but best man Goulet decides since we've got our reservations at a Honeymoon Hotel in the Carribean. Of course in those days before same sex marriage they have their problems. Goulet has an agenda, he's pursuing his boss's side dish Jill St. John. The boss is Keenan Wynn and you can't blame him for his indiscretion being married to harriden Elvia Allman.

Bob and Bob try an awful lot to get that Bing and Bob effect, but it doesn't go over quite so well with them. The Dorothy Lamour of the piece is hotel recreation director Nancy Kwan who has some real nice moves on the dance floor.

But one should never pass up an opportunity to see Jill St.John playing one of her patented bimbos.

Nice film, but Goulet and Morse will never be Crosby and Hope.

Only the silliest of the silly need register at the Honeymoon Hotel, a ridiculously dated 1964 comedy starring Robert Goulet and Robert Morse, two entertainers who only made a handful of movies. Neither one of them sings in it, but even if it had been turned into a musical, it still probably wouldn't have been saved. I sat through it for Nancy Kwan, Goulet's main love interest.

Jilted before his wedding, Morse and his best man Goulet decide to go on the honeymoon anyway, since it's all been paid for. At the very least, they'll have a good time and pick up a girl or two - but they failed to realize it was a honeymoon-only hotel. Every couple besides them (cue endless '60s jokes about two men sharing a room) are married, so good luck finding any women. There is Nancy, though, a fitness instructor, and Goulet catches on quick. She's very cute with her "Kwan bob" and shows off her figure with swimsuits and minidresses. Determined to show her up (but failing to do so) is Jill St. John, once again playing an unbelievably stupid bimbo. Whenever I see her in a movie, I stifle my frustration at her terrible acting and focus on the greater problem at hand: that Hollywood continued to write such characters she could play. Why hasn't every feminist in the country written her dissertation on St. John's insulting piece-of-meat characters and how they set back women's rights for years? Even Marilyn Monroe played more realistic roles.

But, if you absolutely love St. John, Kwan, both Roberts, Keenan Wynn, Elsa Lanchester, and Anne Helm, you can try this movie. You might not get all the way through it, but you can try it.