Une femme sur les bras

I remember seeing this movie on afternoon on TV in the early 80's. It took a while to figure out what was going on as the plot goes from present to past.

I must admit as much as the movie was light hearted and had it's funny moments, I found it quite disturbing as the main character goes around killing beautiful woman for no better reason then to get their money.

The most disturbing to me was the demise of Lady Fenella. She did nothing annoying to her new spouse, outside of being an active woman. As she would come on to her new man He seemed to become more and more annoyed and angry until his plot to kill her.

A few good lines in the movie were from Zsa Zsa, actually one of her best roles as she made fun of herself. She was asked why she divorced her last husband for which she replied "I needed the closet space" and the other one, after her constant talking said, "if you don't get me out of her I'll never speak to you again"

So all in all not a bad pic, but still disturbing

I know nothing of the history of this movie, but I suspected it started out with this pitch: "Let's do 'How to Murder Your Wife' but with Tony Curtis.'" While there was no actual murder in the aforementioned movie (made a year earlier), there are several in this one. Curtis has a fine time playing his dark side in the first half of the movie and mostly getting away with it. The last half of the movie goes nowhere, though, and Nancy Kwan really has nothing to do in the movie, even if she is on the video box cover nowadays. However, Zsa Zsa Gabor has her one perfect, if brief, role of her otherwise inexplicable career in the first part of the movie.

Its really hard to get through this film because the main character, played by Tony Curtis, is despicable -- he is a serial killer! However, this is a comedy and there are scenes in the film that are truly funny. In one of the funniest bits is Zsa Zsa Gabor playing his first wife. She didn't act in much, but this role was perfect for her and is hilarious to watch. Even better is a scene with Tony's character reflecting upon his youth and his adoptive aunt, played by Anna Quayle (a hugely under-appreciated comic actress who appeared in a good handful of films in the late 1960s). The scenes with Quayle are worth watching just by themselves, the rest of the film isn't...

My goodness, this movie is silly! I sat through it because I was hoping to see Nancy Kwan given a decent role, and I thought the premise had a neat twist to it. But the script didn't really live up to the "what if" in the screenwriters' boardroom, and the ninety minutes it took to unfold the thin plot made me roll my eyes more than laugh. Still, if you're a Tony Curtis fan and want to see him in something lighthearted before he goes against type in The Boston Strangler, you can check it out.

Tony plays a womanizing con artist, go figure. I guess he never got past the typecast of Some Like It Hot, poor guy. In this movie, he and his faithful sidekick, Lionel Jeffries, scheme up ways to marry rich women and then kill them to inherit their fortunes. So while Tony has a steady girl, Nancy Kwan, he leaves her side on a moment's notice to pursue a rich widow, Rosanna Schiaffino, in Italy. Some of the gags are funny, like when Lionel creates a croquet explosive ball for Rosanna to hit, and he and Tony cower in fear when Rosanna starts tossing the ball around. But most of it is pretty silly and drags on a little too long. The beginning has some ridiculous flashback sequences that are very tongue-in-cheek, as an adult Tony pretends to be a child in an orphanage. These also go on too long, so watch with these warnings in mind.

As a boy, he got from an orphanage to an extraordinary adoptive mother and lived from there on an happy life. But then his peace is desturbed by an elderly captain, who wants to Marty and live from the rich widows money too. This competitor has to leave the scene fast, he knows and so he did.

The boy becomes a man and is rich now, but keeps its habits of 'loosing' his wifes. Of course, he used to check the wealth before marriage!