Wordiezett So much average

Mjeteconer Just perfect...

Acensbart Excellent but underrated film

Tymon Sutton The acting is good, and the firecracker script has some excellent ideas.

wes-connors Attractive socialite Joan Crawford (as Marcia) waits over two hours for dinner at seven with randy Robert Montgomery (as Sherry); then, she furiously strips off her evening wear, and hits the sheets. Ms. Crawford is comforted by gruff grandmother Edna May Oliver (as Fanny). Mr. Montgomery arrives to charm Crawford out of her bed, and into the nightclubs. While out drinking, the two encounter both potential and former romantic partners. Returning, separately, to Crawford's home, the two share a late-night snack, and decide to marry. Though happily in love, they find it difficult to change the old lifestyle...Crawford looks very glamorous, photographed by Oliver Marsh. The noteworthy supporting cast includes soon-to-be husband Franchot Tone (as Jim), one of Crawford's suitors. In her debut appearance, young Joan Fontaine (as Caroline) plays one of Montgomery's admirers (he calls her "Old Carol"). Ms. Oliver, the most amusing, stays home and plays backgammon with Reginald Denny (as Oliver). Everyone smokes and drinks up a storm. Montgomery acts tipsy at times, but Charles Ruggles (as Edgar) plays drunk throughout. All are celebrating the end of Prohibition, no doubt.***** No More Ladies (1935) Edward H. Griffith ~ Joan Crawford, Robert Montgomery, Edna May Oliver

bkoganbing Though the careers of Robert Montgomery, Joan Crawford, and her husband at the time, Franchot Tone's respective careers were not hurt by films like No More Ladies, this was the kind of stuff all three of these players were looking to get out of.There was a truism at MGM back in its heyday. For films where the men wear tuxedos you first get Robert Montgomery. If he turns it down get Franchot Tone. If it's bad enough for Tone to turn it down God help him, Robert Young is stuck with it. So knowing the pecking order and knowing the billing, you can guess who Crawford winds up with.Robert Montgomery plays another of those irrepressible womanizing playboys who's sowed enough wild oats to qualify for a farm subsidy. He's decided to settle down with society girl Joan Crawford who has certain ideas about infidelity and how wrong it is. Montgomery behaves at first, but when he uses their perpetually inebriated friend Charlie Ruggles as an alibi that doesn't hold up, Crawford decides on some revenge with Franchot Tone.No More Ladies is harmless enough and when Edna May Oliver as Joan's grandmother is on the screen, always entertaining. But it was the stuff that MGM was grinding out in its dream factory. It was a case of Montgomery and Tone look great in tuxedos so cast them as urban playboys.Well, both of them did look great, Louis B. Mayer wasn't wrong about that.

blanche-2 Broadway must have had dozens of these drawing room comedies featuring rich, well-dressed people speaking snappily to one another. I say "must have" because Hollywood seems to have adapted all of them. "No More Ladies" is yet another one, and for my money, it's pretty routine. Joan Crawford is a rich girl in love with a cad, played by Robert Montgomery. They marry and he's still a cad. In fact, instead of going to their country house one weekend, he delays his trip and has a dalliance with a woman named Therese. He admits this when he finally shows up in the country. He has little choice when he learns that his alibi, Charlie Ruggles, is actually at the country home. In retaliation, Crawford invites an old beau and a couple of ex-girlfriends to a huge party.The dialogue is witty, the clothes are glamorous, the apartment and house are sumptuous, and the performances are very good. Montgomery was always perfect in these roles, and Crawford is attractive and spars with Montgomery well. Edna Mae Oliver is superb as always. Charles Ruggles plays a somewhat annoying drunk. Gail Patrick, who became Gail Patrick Jackson and produced "Perry Mason," having married Erle Stanley Gardner's agent, does very well as the pretty other woman.This is one of those films where one asks, so why wasn't I crazy about it? The only reason is that there was a sameness about it and nothing really to differentiate it - including the cast - from all the other light, romantic comedies. It's no wonder that Robert Montgomery fought so hard to make "Night Must Fall." He was incredibly bored with these roles. It's understandable.

Mira8 Just saw this little known gem on AMC, and I rather liked it. Yes, the dialogue was often banal.And yes, Joan's eyebrows are scaryBut overall, it's fun and light. I was laughing out loud, and I think you will be too. And I always wonder when seeing a movie like this - did anyone ever really live that way? The ending is a little odd.But Franchot Tone as Cousin Drunky and Edna Mae Oliver as Grandma Sarcasmo just steal the show.Arthur Treacher as the befuddled Brit is also quite clever.