The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

Ok... Let's be honest. It cannot be the best movie but is quite enjoyable. The movie has the potential to develop a great plot for future movies

The thing I enjoyed most about the film is the fact that it doesn't shy away from being a super-sized-cliche;

This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows

It's a favorite. Directed by Elliott Nugent, My Favorite Brunette is the second of Bob Hope's 'My Favorite' series of films. While, it's doesn't serve a sequel or a prequel to any of the other 'My Favorite' films: 1942's My Favorite Blonde and 1951's My Favorite Spy. It's still pretty good, in their own right. While, 'My Favorite' film chain is not as famous as the 'Road to—wherever' series of Bob Hope's films; I found these series of film to be a lot more clever in its writing compare to Bob Hope & Bing Crosby's 'The Road' films. Scripted by Edmund Beloin and Jack Rose, the movie tells the story of children photographer Ronnie Jackson (Bob Hope), whom secretly fantasizes about being a private detective. When a lovely baroness, Carlotta (Dorothy Lamour), actually mistakes him for one and asks him to help locate her missing husband, Baron Montay (Frank Puglia), Ronnie finds himself madly in love, and agree to assist. What comes next is, a series of danger, comedy, and misfortunes, as Ronnie find out, that maybe pretending to be a private eye wasn't a good idea. Without spoiling the film, the movie has a lot of cool twist and turns, that make this film, very watchable, even in today's high standards. While, there are a few things that seem a little dated and corny, for the most part, the jokes were really good hits to the funny bone. Bob Hope could always be relied upon to bring us the laughs with even the most average script but in this film he excels as he is given some great material to work with and certainly makes the most of it, due to his great timing. A good example of this, is the game of golf with somebody who isn't all there. That was indeed, the highlight of the film. I love all Bob Hope's comebacks and witty wisecracks, one liners. I love, how he broke down the fourth wall in the middle of a movie and talk directly to the audience. That was pretty rare to see in, those days. Another is the several in-jokes scattered through the movie about big actors playing minor roles, aim at both his friends, Alan Ladd & Bing Crosby, whom cameo in the film. I like how he deconstruct the film noir genre, but references other detective films. I love how the film is almost a spoof on the hardboiled detective fiction movies of Director John Huston's 1941's movie, The Maltese Falcon and Director Stuart Heisler, the Glass Key. You can see a lot of authors Raymond Chandler & Dashiell Hammett's detective novels in this film. He even made fun of some of the genre funny tropes and often over-used film clichés. The voice over narration is spot on, making fun of that, type of filmmaking. Even sexual innuendos got past the radar of censorships, due to how clever hidden, they were. A good example of this, is the house of 'Joes'. Still, there were a bit, over acting. I couldn't get behind Bob Hope's character awkward love subplot with the baroness. It seem a bit forced. Dorothy Lamour was pretty good in her role, as the straight girl to Hope's funnyman. She indeed makes a great femme fatale with her crazy look. While, she might be, out there, she was very easy on the eyes. She was so good, that I often mistake the actress for Oscar Winner, Bettie Davis, best known taking crazy women roles. Like Hope's character would say, about Lamour's character, "Nutty as a fruitcake, and with all that beautiful frosting". Dorothy Lamour did a good job. The supporting cast is just as amazing. I love how Lon Chaney Jr. seems to be channeling Lennie from 1939's Of Mice and Men. While, his character is bit, way dumb down. He was lovable & charming. I also have to give mad props to Peter Lorre as Kismet. Peter Lorre in full on evil henchmen mode. I love the way, he cover his tracks, using humor as a way to get out of sticky environment. His character is a knife throwing, light-fingered henchman who Ronnie amusingly calls "Cuddles", and he's awesome. The movie is also full of pretty good car chases. While, the movie doesn't have much action in it, there were enough intense suspense sequences to keep you on the edge of your seat. Still, there were some faults. One is the confusing plot. I don't believe, the movie does a really good job, explaining the exposition, well. It doesn't help that Bob Hope's character isn't bright or well-observation. The movie moves in such a clumsy, clutch like matter. Another fault of the film is how the film entered the public domain in the USA in 1975, due to the copyright claimant's failure to renew the copyright registration. Since it's in the public domain, it would mean that anybody can copy off the original film footage, which hasn't aged well. This would, make some copies of 'My Favorite Brunette' very terrible to watch. The quality of some prints, are so full of dirt, it's hard to figure out, what's going on. Others, could be so dark and inferior that it distracts from enjoying the film. The good things about it, being public domain, is the fact that it isn't that hard to find. It has been widely available on home video, with most copies varying in alright picture and sound quality to pretty bad. The movie is also, easy to find on Youtube and other media sharing sources. Overall: While, the movie isn't as popular as the previous film, its sure is a lot better than 1951's My Favorite Spy. Hope's comedic timing could not have been better. I don't know, why they never made, another one of these films. I was really hoping for a film called, 'My Favorite Redhead.' Anyways, I do recommended watching this film. It's worth it.

Lively Hope romp. He's a ditzy PI who couldn't find his shoes in a lighted closet. Good thing he's got Dottie Lamour to help him out of jams. Trouble is he's got to get a map before the bad guys do. Otherwise who knows what will happen. And get a load of the gang. Looks like Columbia turned out all their thick ears for this one, including the sly little Lorre. And what's with his name, "Kismet", when I thought that was a Broadway musical. But I especially like Chaney Jr. as the little brain in the big body. Sounds like he's doing a version of Lenny from Of Mice and Men (1939), with even a reference to "a rabbit". Funny how Chaney can be likable no matter how menacing he looks.Surprise, surprise, Hope's gag lines fly fast and furious. So if you don't chuckle at this one, there's another coming right up. Hope really has his cowardly alter-ego down pat. Heck, he even plays to the camera now and then, just to make sure we're not getting too serious. But oh my gosh, putting him on death row in the beginning had me really worried that his bad jokes had finally done him in. But not to worry, he's still got a long-term contract to do movies as entertaining as this one. Which thankfully, he does.

Superstar though he may have been, I have to confess that I was never that impressed with Bob Hope's comedy. Admittedly, my exposure to him came late in his career, mostly through his television specials in the 1970's which the elder members of my family insisted on watching. Given his superstar status, I thought I'd try out a Bob Hope movie when I came across this one. In all honesty it's what I would have expected - amusing rather than outright funny and with a somewhat confusing story that held my interest but was never well enough explained.This is one of those movies that starts at the end and then uses flashbacks to explain how the end came about. In this case, Hope played Ronnie Jackson, a baby photographer who as the movie opens is sitting on death row waiting to be executed. Jackson dreamt of being a private eye, and as the result of a case of mistaken identity, ends up being hired by Countess Montay (Dorothy Lamour) to help find her missing uncle. Here's where the confusing mystery comes in. What we're told is that Montay had an appointment at the State Department and that it had something to do with uranium. There's also a bunch of bad guys out to find a map which ends up in Jackson's possession. Aside from that, the mystery wasn't well explained. Of the bad guys, Peter Lorre was OK and somewhat mysterious, but I thought that Lon Chaney (in a somewhat limited role) was really quite good, as well as being a somewhat sympathetic character. Hope and Lamour were fine; Hope's type of comedy essentially what I remembered from the 70's TV specials. There's a very brief cameo from Bing Crosby at the end of the movie, responded to (out of character) by Hope, who says "that guy will take any part he can get." It's not an outstanding movie by any means, and it's also not a bad movie. Mediocre seems to suit it well. 4/10

On the streets of San Francisco, a mysterious woman named Carlotta appears out of the blue asking a man to help her. He's not really a private detective, but he's so swept off his feet he acts the part anyway. Then her story unravels. He suspects her sanity, not realizing he's only one step behind her en route to the sanitarium."Nutty as a fruitcake, but with all that beautiful frosting!" That's not James Stewart talking about Kim Novak, but rather Bob Hope on the subject of Dorothy Lamour, his co-star in this farcical takeoff of the film noir, made more than ten years before Hitchcock's "Vertigo". Maybe the Master should have called it "Deja Vu" instead.That's not entirely fair. "Vertigo" is a classic on many levels, whereas "My Favorite Brunette" is an amiable timekiller with Hope solid if not sharp, making the best of an uneven set of wisecracks and a wrong-man story even weaker than the one Carlotta spins at the outset. Still, Peter Lorre is on hand to lend the film some Hitchcockian gravitas as one of the key hoods, and the opening set up showing Hope at San Quentin telling his tale to reporters as he awaits the gas chamber gets things off right.Hope is Ronnie Jackson, a baby photographer whose office is next door to a detective he idolizes. The detective chooses to leave Ronnie alone in his office just as Carlotta walks in, to tell of a man who is either her husband, her uncle, or neither, hand him a ring and a map, and lead him on a chase involving keyhole cameras and invisible golf balls which pits him against Lorre ("Ol' Shortenin' Bread" Ronnie calls him), slick southerner Charles Dingle ("Mint Julep") and muscle man Lon Chaney Jr. ("Boulder Dam with legs").Seeing Hope's mock-tough-guy persona go through the paces of a Raymond Chandler-style potboiler is fun. He's all show but never learns, to the point that when he jumps a middle-aged woman in one scene, the joke isn't him losing so much as him thinking he could win.In the beginning we see him on Death Row asking the warden about a reprieve from the governor: "No word, huh? Well, I'll know who to vote for next time." Every time he smokes a cigarette, he tries to sneer at the guard, only he ends up nearly coughing instead.Director Elliott Nugent keeps the story moving, which helps with the holes, but the film-noir mood he establishes at the opening quickly dissipates into a shooting gallery for Hope's one-liners. Edmund Belion and Jack Rose, the screenwriters, miss a good opportunity to use the story as more of a send-up. Alas, the mystery is played too much on the level, and except for some reaction shots from Lorre, we never see the villains as part of the comedy.But it's Hope, it's the 1940s, which means you are in for a good time. Plus one thing "Vertigo" didn't have, a terrific last line. Watch it once, and it will be the biggest smile you take away from this underbaked charmer.