The funniest thing about this movie is Ginger Rogers' disguise: buck teeth and glasses, reminding me of Jerry Lewis in The Nutty Professor (1963). She's a famous actress who got a bad case of agoraphobia when she was mobbed by adoring fans. To get away, she practically invites herself to go with George Brent to a mountain cabin retreat after she overhears that he was going there. Once there the comedy is predictable and routine. You do get to hear Rogers sing three songs and do a neat tap dance, all very enjoyable, but not enough to make up for the flat script.
