I'm rewatching, and I can't believe I ever liked this film. It's so twee and sickly sweet! And the kids - what is with the singing. I just muted it repeatedly.
shareIt is time for you to just find a corner somewhere and curl up your toes.
share... And the kids ...They didn't ruin the film, but IMO, they really did overstay their welcome. Just unnecessary story padding.🐭 share
I have to agree with the OP. As much as I liked the performances between Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr, the couple scenes involving the children singing were too much. I get it. This was a film made during the fifties when film was trying to keep up with television. But holy sh-t! I could have done without those two scenes that bogged down the running time and even took me out of the film.
Before you call me a misanthrope, I don't mind sentimental films. I like Intolerance, City Lights, Brief Encounter, The Snake Pit, Limelight, The Miracle Worker, and A Patch of Blue. Those are some really good sentimental films.
In this case, I felt the director was trying to hit the audience over the head again and again with the children's scenes that I felt, if I were an editor, should have been left on the cutting room floor. The children would have been much more suited for a 1960s Disney live-action film than a 1950s melodrama with Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr.
To each his own, I guess.
I detest cheap sentiment.