Baxter is trained for the high-diving act, and her trainer/partner in the act waits until they both stand at the very top, 100 ft up. Then, as she prepares for her dive, he announces "Willie...I love you...and I want to marry you. I waited until now to tell you." Say what? Let's get this straight. You are a high diver, doing a dangerous routine. Everything about your act is highly structured and professional. To do otherwise is suicide. But in this case you'll make an exception?!
Besides this unlikely and plain stupid event, the rest of the film is the standard "I love him, but he's so bad" routine. Add in the obligatory mid-century Freaks with their prejudiced behavior (fat lady is too happy, etc.) and you'll learn, as I experienced, why this movie is shown at 3 AM on television interspersed with "can-around" and "diet pill" offers.
Besides this unlikely and plain stupid event, the rest of the film is the standard "I love him, but he's so bad" routine. Add in the obligatory mid-century Freaks with their prejudiced behavior (fat lady is too happy, etc.) and you'll learn, as I experienced, why this movie is shown at 3 AM on television interspersed with "can-around" and "diet pill" offers.