A fun, colorful British comedy has frugal heir to a small fortune learning that money needs to be like manure and spread around, and while those were Dolly Levi's words, they might as well been Ruthine West's words. The blonde bombshell, played by Diana Dors, has her eye on John Gregson, heading to London for the first time, and encountering Dors in the nightclub she works at. But he's really in love with the more pragmatic Susan Stephen, so it's a matter of coming to his senses through the help of the voice of his father's spirit to help him realize what's really important.
A few glamorous musical numbers are equivalent to the type of staged number in those big MGM musicals, and Dors gets to sing as well. The lovely Stephen has a voice similar to Jean Simmons, and she has a great encounter with the deluded Dors where two women after the same man actually get along. He ends up being sued for both women which is a delightful scheme to bring Gregson to his senses. Even though the cast is great, the film ends up being stolen by the unknown actor voicing Gregson's father, seen in front of some very imperious portraits. Truly a delight in every way.
A few glamorous musical numbers are equivalent to the type of staged number in those big MGM musicals, and Dors gets to sing as well. The lovely Stephen has a voice similar to Jean Simmons, and she has a great encounter with the deluded Dors where two women after the same man actually get along. He ends up being sued for both women which is a delightful scheme to bring Gregson to his senses. Even though the cast is great, the film ends up being stolen by the unknown actor voicing Gregson's father, seen in front of some very imperious portraits. Truly a delight in every way.