Absolutely stupid, inane farce with Robert Taylor and Eleanor Parker falling apart in their attempt to do comedy. 1955 was a banner year for Miss Parker. She received a well-deserved Oscar nomination for playing polio-stricken opera star Marjorie Lawrence in the wonderful musical biography of "Interrupted Melody." How Parker, who often was criticized for a tendency to over-act, permitted herself to be drawn into this project is beyond me. Ditto for Taylor. Just 2 years before, he was a smash in the Oscar nominated "Ivanhoe." As a backwards man trapper, Tayor displayed the appropriated facial pain of being subjected to the script.
Both take chances of saving each other by Indians during the 1700s in Kentucky. It's the usual fanfare of supposed dislike leading to love.
This film would have been far better had there been a dramatic element to it. The ending scene is the cave was just too ridiculous to discuss.
As for the supposed-catchy tune, The Berry Tree-It's almost like saying The Berry Tree, Woe is Me. Catching a wife. After hearing this song and viewing this stinker, it's time for a divorce.
Both take chances of saving each other by Indians during the 1700s in Kentucky. It's the usual fanfare of supposed dislike leading to love.
This film would have been far better had there been a dramatic element to it. The ending scene is the cave was just too ridiculous to discuss.
As for the supposed-catchy tune, The Berry Tree-It's almost like saying The Berry Tree, Woe is Me. Catching a wife. After hearing this song and viewing this stinker, it's time for a divorce.