"Why the Hell isn't THIS on DVD yet?" -- Number 55
BOEING BOEING (1965 Paramount) Starring Tony Curtis, Jerry Lewis, Thelma Ritter, Dany Saval, Christiane Schmidtmer, Suzanna Leigh, Lomax Study. Directed by John Rich.
American correspondent Tony Curtis lives in Paris with three different female flight attendants (and fiancees!): one French, one British, one German (and all blonde). Each stewardess is completely unaware of the other two as they work different timetables for three different airlines and Curtis deftly arranges everything to a "T" (with the help of housekeeper Ritter) to keep it that way. Curtis has it made in the shade with his harem ("Air France" Saval, "British United" Leigh and "Lufthansa" Schmidtimer) until a couple of curveballs upset the applecart. First professional acquaintance Jerry Lewis learns of the arrangement and blackmails Curtis into a temporary room. Then plans are announced to put the new, faster BC-10 into service, which will result in faster flights---and shift changes for the mile high trio.
The Hollywood version of a French stage smash that flopped on Broadway, BOEING BOEING turned out to be a sexless sex comedy, less risque than your average episode of LOVE THAT BOB. The potentially smutty setup turns out to be all talk and seperate bedrooms, a perfect illustration of why the Motion Picture Production Code was so creaky entering its fourth decade. It's also a prime example of what second-wave feminism would be protesting a couple of years later. Objectification? The three lead actresses have their measurements listed under their names in the opening credits, and are (to put it charitably) naive enough to have nary a suspicion of Curtis' trigamy.
Changing standards aside, the fatal flaw with BOEING BOEING is an unexpected one: it’s impossible to buy matinee idol Curtis as a ladies’ man here. The role of the scheming playboy would seem to be tailor made for the actor (DON’T MAKE WAVES, SWEET SMELL OF SUCCESS) but with the script requiring him to be constantly manic and anal, there’s little about him that’s either suave or romantic. Any of these ladies wanting to marry him is simply too hard to swallow, much less all three.
Not to say that BOEING BOEING is a complete loss. The atypically laconic Lewis essentially plays the straight man and does a nice job, as he often did when subdued (i.e. THE KING OF COMEDY). He's bested by the consistently harried Ritter. Granted she could play this role in her sleep by 1965, but the six-time Oscar nominee is still in fine form as she weathers the confusion, quits her job continuously, gets raises, and wearily goes back to weather the constant confusion again. Director John Rich (ALL IN THE FAMILY) does his best to eliminate staginess, but as both an adaptation of the play and an example of mid-sixties pseudo-smut BOEING BOEING is lacking. You'll have better luck with GUIDE FOR THE MARRIED MAN or KISS ME STUPID if you're seeking the latter.
So...why isn't this on DVD?
The so-called "in" comedy of "Nineteen Sexty-Sex", BOEING BOEING was already a dated artifact within a few years of its release.......
.....or was it? The play was successfully revived for Broadway in 2008 with a touring production following, and the film has actually been remade in India in 1985 and 2005. In the age of MAD MEN, maybe I'm off on this one. The next remake, slated for 2025 if past is prologue, might well be Hollywood's long overdue second stab at it.