Third-rate "Pillow Talk" retread starring Sandra Dee, who manages to dress exquisitely and take taxis all around New York City despite working as an out-call maid who has so little money she's forced to live in a cramped hovel with a girlfriend. But no matter, she soon meets eligible publishing magnate Bobby Darin and temporarily takes over an absentee client's bachelor pad as a front for her residence. The not-so-hilarious catch is: it's Darin's apartment. Tepid bedroom-comedy laden with misunderstandings and innuendo. Dee, making herself to home in Darin's swinging digs, actually manages to find bubble bath in his bathroom, while he--going along with her ruse--impersonates an interior decorator! A few funny moments (Darin, in his boxer shorts, causing a scene outside a pay phone; two nosy bartenders gossiping like sisters on the job) cannot compensate for an extremely thin screenplay by David R. Schwartz, working from Norman Barasch and Carroll Moore's story. Paging Rock and Doris! One Golden Globe nomination: for the title song, composed and sung by Darin. *1/2 from ****
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