By the end of "Cat People" I thought that character was an idiot, an utter dork who was completely stunted in the development of his worldview. His actions reminded me of those a child might exhibit; not malicious per se, but very short-sighted and self-centered with no thought for the ramifications. I mean, what rational, clued-in person decides to fall in love and marry based on a tea break? But then, by the end of "Curse of the Cat People", I thought that guy was also just the biggest, most maladjusted and hopeless boor ever inflicted on the world, next to, say, Pete Rose. Still, I have to wonder if he merely typified the mentality of the average '40s male. It's not, after all, like it was a very sophisticated time for Mr. and Miss Average American Person in the fields of sex, relationships, or gender relations, particularly concerning the manner in which men viewed women. At least Kent Smith, who played Oliver, was pretty enough, and a good enough actor to keep me watching, even though I was ready to throw my shoe at the character's head.
reply
share