Agencia matrimonial

"Bachelor Bait" is a fun and well executed little picture, kind of a gentle B+ level movie. It has good dialogue, well thought-out direction, sharp set decoration and lighting, and a fun cast of characters delivering their lines nicely. With all that, however, it somehow doesn't have anything really great going for it. But it is generally enjoyable and I am glad to have seen it. If you are a film buff of the era, you probably will be glad, too.

Stuart Erwin plays William Watts, a clerk at the Marriage License Bureau who loses his job then starts a matrimonial agency. Watts is an affable guy with an unerring intuition for matching singles.

This good-natured film feels like it was adapted from a short story. The characters are enjoyable and the plot has a pleasant denouement.

Watts' right-hand gal, Cynthia Douglas, is played charmingly by Rochelle Hudson. While Erwin is the cornerstone of the comedy, Hudson is the linchpin that secures the romance.

Some excellent supporting characters help to make this film a pleasant diversion.

William Watts (Stuart Erwin) is the pushover clerk at the Marriage License Bureau. His boss fires him after a misunderstood overheard conversation. He starts a dating-marriage matching business. He immediately gets a lot of letters from men. He falls for his secretary Cynthia Douglas (Rochelle Hudson) but sets her up with a wealthy client.

I thought the opening start is interesting. I am going with the bumbling pushover character. He gets fired and the story starts losing me. I'm not that intrigued with his romantic potential which never heats up. The comedy never gets that funny. It runs out of steam.

This is a moderately interesting time-passer and nut much else. Now it started pretty well with hard working Stu Erwin opening a matrimonial agency and helping many lonely bachelors find mates--so far so good. But later, when a pushy gold digger appears and insinuates herself into the life of a lonely millionaire (who Erwin is trying to find a partner for), the film loses steam. It's really a shame, as up until then, Erwin was a likable character and the plot was moderately engaging. But with the introduction of the woman, the film became a bit annoying--after all, she is so pushy and unlikable that you soon tire of her. Fortunately, the film ends pretty well and is generally very inoffensive and typifies the word "mediocre".

The dialog is much sharper than you'd think; it's genuinely funny. Of course, some of it may be funny only in context: when one character asks what another would say, the Stuart Erwin character replies, "Peanuts, almonds, walnuts. . . "--getting around the prohibition about saying "Nuts!" while letting the audience in on the joke. Stuart Erwin is all right as the Average Joe, and although something's clearly lost for modern audiences in watching Rochelle Hudson's facial expressions (like Botox before Botox existed), the secondary characters are good. Pert Kelton ramps up her tough-talking sidekick schtick to become a tough-talking antagonist who'd be a perfect candidate for the matrimonial bureau except that one of the qualifications is that the ideal girl hasn't been touched by human hands. "You've got me there," she cracks. Watch for Berton Churchill's posing for a picture as a crime-fighting (all right, bumbling) district attorney; his expressions are priceless.