In spite of everything that's wrong with IN PERSON, I stayed with it till the end, enjoying whatever chemistry there was between GINGER ROGERS and GEORGE BRENT in a very lightweight comedy that suffers from heavy handling and a contrived script. The story has about three places where the ending was in sight and then more material was added to draw out further plot complications. You'll see what I mean if you watch the movie.
Rogers plays a pampered movie star who takes a swift trip to the country to get away from it all, with the help of GEORGE BRENT, who at first thinks she's the plain Jane girl he bumps into in a city elevator. She's wearing a ridiculous disguise and a hat with a veil that completely covers her face. Underneath the veil we discover she's wearing a buck teeth disguise with a black wig and glasses. The plot has her doctors advising her to wear a disguise if she's afraid of being mobbed by fans. Naturally, once she takes off her disguise it's only a matter of time before Brent will be attracted to her.
The screwball elements get even sillier as the plot thickens and the material wears thin long before the film is over.
Worthwhile only for Ginger's fans, who at least get to see her sing and dance in a couple of sequences--although none of the musical moments compare to anything she did with Astaire. In fact, they're staged rather clumsily and the songs are hardly what you'd call memorable. As a compensation, George Brent is a bit livelier than usual in a romantic comedy role.
Summing up: A misfire of a screwball comedy with poor Alan Mobray getting the worst of the deal.
Rogers plays a pampered movie star who takes a swift trip to the country to get away from it all, with the help of GEORGE BRENT, who at first thinks she's the plain Jane girl he bumps into in a city elevator. She's wearing a ridiculous disguise and a hat with a veil that completely covers her face. Underneath the veil we discover she's wearing a buck teeth disguise with a black wig and glasses. The plot has her doctors advising her to wear a disguise if she's afraid of being mobbed by fans. Naturally, once she takes off her disguise it's only a matter of time before Brent will be attracted to her.
The screwball elements get even sillier as the plot thickens and the material wears thin long before the film is over.
Worthwhile only for Ginger's fans, who at least get to see her sing and dance in a couple of sequences--although none of the musical moments compare to anything she did with Astaire. In fact, they're staged rather clumsily and the songs are hardly what you'd call memorable. As a compensation, George Brent is a bit livelier than usual in a romantic comedy role.
Summing up: A misfire of a screwball comedy with poor Alan Mobray getting the worst of the deal.