So I finally got my first experience in seeing a full Mae West feature, and even got to see her famously tell Cary Grant to "come up'n see me sometime". Okay -- so what now? This movie can be amusing for a little while, watching the middle-aged sexpot strut her flabby stuff around the saloon where she sings (and not very well at that), inexplicably causing every man to fawn all over her. But this flirtatious schtick wears thin pretty fast. The stumpy West delivers some good zingers throughout ("I can hold my own hand - it's not heavy"), but once getting my fill of her sarcastic witticisms I was largely unimpressed.
** out of ****
** out of ****