(1935)
Two things I was thinking while watching this for the umpteenth time:
- the Family Values crowd must really hate this and its cousin The Gay Divorcee, neither of which treats the sacred institution of marriage very sacredly, and both of which derive fun from a few benign jokes about homosexuality;
- these could just as easily be eighteenth-century novels with their mistaken identities and the absurd plot complications keeping the love-matched couple apart apparently permanently--only to have them rescued by a deus ex farcica.
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