I wonder if that was Noel Coward's little chihuahua? He looked as if he really loved the little dog. I have four chihuahuas and carry them around all the time. I am watching this movie for the first time right now on TCM. So far it's very interesting !
Forget the dog, Noel Coward was great in this, he had great dialog and all he had to do was be himself.
It was also funny how he kept going on and on about "his melodious voice", then later Olivier remarkes "have you ever heard him read poetry? He sounds like a Welsh parson gargling with molasses".
<< Forget the dog, Noel Coward was great in this, he had great dialog and all he had to do was be himself. >>
Oh god...I thought he was awful in this! He sounded like he'd just learned his lines that morning (which is quite possible), but more distressingly, he seemed to have no sense of timing.
I have some of his records and am familiar with his plays, and I expected him to burn MUCH BRIGHTER and have MUCH MORE natural presence. I wonder if he'd had a small stroke or something by this point, because he's kind of limp and slow and embarrasing to watch (!)
natural presence isn't exactly a big part of this movie. almost every performance in the film is highly affected, most likely in accordance with the director's wishes