I know the book by Dorothy L. Sayers backwards and forwards, and I love it. So knowing the film wasn't going to be true to the story and agreeing in advance that Robert Montgomery couldn't play Sayers' lightly handled Lord Peter Wimsey, I expected to be very disappointed. Imagine my delight when I found that not only didn't I mind that the story was so completely ignored but I actually liked the film. There's some good acting, and it holds together. Large and small defects: We have to listen to a ghastly hymn sung not once but twice. There is a compelte lack of humor in Doris Ruddle's character (she was one of the highlights of the book). Why is Harriet wearing a hat whilst reviewing wedding presents? A less pathetic actress could have been chosen for the pathetic role of Aggie Twitterton, and the Wimseys could have been less condescending to her; that was a large defect, because, as drawn by Sayers, Peter and Harriet are sympathetic, polite characters who would not be rude to people in less fortunate circumstances than themselves. There is a lot of humor, however, in general; my favorite line: "Let me take your stoat."
Review of Haunted Honeymoon
