(1944)
Not sure when I've so enjoyed a film while wishing for different leads. How about
Garland and
Rooney instead of
Betty Hutton and
Eddie Bracken as the mysteriously pregnant Trudy and her ever-faithful Norval? On the other hand,
William Demarest and
Diana Lynn are perfect as Trudy's blustering father and far-too-wise-and-cynical-for-fourteen sister. I was going to say that Lynn is about as convincing a fourteen-year-old as
Veronica Lake was a boy in another
Preston Sturges film, but according to IMDb, Lynn was in fact only seventeen when she made the film.
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