JohnHowardReid Director: RICHARD WALLACE. Screenplay: Frank Ryan and Bert Granet. Original screen story Arthur T. Horman and Jerry Cady. Photography: Nicholas Musuraca. Film editor: Henry Berman. Art directors: Albert S. D'Agostino, Carroll Clark. Set decorator: Darrell Silvera. Costumes: Renie. Music composed by Roy Webb, directed by Constantin Bakaleinikoff. Assistant director: Sam Ruman. Sound recording: Hugh McDowell Jr. RCA Sound System. Producer: Howard Benedict. Copyright 8 September 1941 by RKO Radio Pictures, Inc. New York opening at the Palace: 12 February 1942. U.S. release: 30 January 1942. Australian release: 5 March 1942. 7,338 feet. 81 minutes. SYNOPSIS: A young girl finds herself the center of a custody battle. COMMENT: An unexpected find. A gem. Why isn't this movie better-known? I agree entirely with a previous breezy reviewer. Not only is this a well-produced and absolutely hilarious comedy, but the fun gets crazier and daffier at every turn of the chucklesome plot. It's beautifully acted by a fine cast. In addition to the talented principals and other gifted comics like Eve Arden who are along for the ride, some of our favorite character players are spotted here and there, including Ralph Sanford as Pudgy, George Lloyd as another court attendant, Jimmy Conlin as the man hit with the pot, Hal K. Dawson as a train Romeo, George Chandler as Skip, Emory Parnell as the first motorcycle cop, and Joseph Crehan as the newspaper editor. Superbly photographed - in black-and-white of course - by Nicholas Musuraca and inventively directed at a really smart pace by Richard Wallace, An Obliging Young Lady is one of the greatest comedies RKO ever made.

blanche-2 This second feature from 1942, Obliging Young Lady, stars Ruth Warrick, Joan Carroll, and Edmund O'Brien.Linda Norton (Warrick) takes a child (Carroll) involved in a custody case to a resort to keep the child hidden from reporters. Her nemesis, Red Reddy (O'Brien) is at the same resort. He saw her at another train station, fell for her, kissed her, and was slapped. She wants nothing to do with him.The whole thing turns into a big mess, with Linda's boyfriend arriving, with Linda and Red posing as Bridget's parents. A private detective shows up, as well as a reporter (Eve Arden) who knows Red. And there's a bird lovers' convention. The participants are under the impression that Red is well- traveled and can give them information.Cute and fast-moving, with a nice cast that also includes Franklin Pangborn and Charles Lane, who died in 2007, at the age of 92, and worked until he was 80. Ruth Warrick was a pretty leading lady in the style of Rosalind Russell and does well here, but her big fame came years later as Phoebe Tyler in All My Children. Joan Carroll is very good - she's not a cloying, overly sweet child, nor is she obnoxious. O'Brien is up to the comedy, though he would be known later for film noir.All in all, pleasant.

jjnxn-1 Cute little antic comedy from very early in Edmond O'Brien's career. If you only know him from his later character work you'll be surprised how lean and attractive he is here. He also shows himself adept at the knockabout comedy the script calls for.Joan Carroll, more well known as Agnes Smith in Meet Me in St. Louis and Patsy the troubled young girl in The Bells of St. Mary's, is winsome as the mischievous child who causes the plot to be set in motion. Ruth Warrick, famous from years as Phoebe Tyler in All My Children, is pretty and properly exasperated as the object of O'Brien's ardor.Filmed at a breakneck pace and stocked with a bunch of reliable character actors, chief among them the great Eve Arden, this is a breezy minor comedy that is more enjoyable than you'd expect from a quickie feature obviously meant for the lower half of a double bill.

Martin Pasko This weirdly inept attempt at screwball comedy is undone by the casting of its three leads. Edmond O'Brien -- best remembered today as the desperate poisoning victim in the 1950 cult classic "D.O.A." and the alcoholic senator in "Seven Days In May" (1964) -- and Ruth Warrick -- known primarily for playing Charles Foster Kane's first wife in "Citizen Kane" and a long run on a TV soap opera -- were never known as adept farceurs. And moppet actress Joan Carroll has the kind of physical and verbal precocity that makes the audience wonder if perhaps she might not be a midget (OK, "little person," if we have not yet appropriately repudiated the silliness of political correctness). And she's a little person with a distracting tendency to let her mouth hang open in closeup reaction shots, at that. The script -- rewritten (over Frank Ryan) by Bert Granet, suggesting that a certain paucity of talent may have been what redirected him to demi-success as a TV producer in the '50s and '60s -- is littered with what are presumably meant to be running gags, but bespeak a lack of understanding that to merit that classification, the shtik must be funny, not merely repetitive. These "runners" include the bizarre notion of a train's sound mimicking the name of a famous baseball player of the period, Heinie Manusch, and every passenger on the train getting the name stuck in their head, treating us to tedious extended sequences of extras chanting the name over and over again in syncopation with the chugging of the locomotive. There is also Carroll's character, Bridget, who repeatedly demands, for no apparent reason, "What's wrong with the name Bridget?" This farrago of badly-executed ideas is ultimately ill-served by the direction of B movie hack Richard Wallace, whose coverage is so inadequate that the cutter is repeatedly forced to go from masters to two-shots in which actors' positions and expressions change radically, making startling jump cuts out of what should be seamless transitions. Wallace even manages to undermine the usually-redoubtable Eve Arden, evidently sabotaging her trademark talent for wringing laughs from the lamest one-liners by underplaying. It almost looks like Wallace coaxed her to overact. It's painful to watch...not unlike the film as a whole.