A little in love

My classic movie group got together Tuesday night for the screwball classic Bringing Up Baby. When I first saw it back in the 1970s, I was bowled over by Katharine Hepburn. And she is beautiful and so very funny in a fast-talking, breathless and exhausting kind of way.

But this time around I was enchanted by watching Cary Grant respond to her. His posture, his reaction shots, were almost as funny as her antics and it doesn't hurt at all that he looks and sounds, well, like Cary Grant.

I love watching Hepburn with Spencer Tracy because I know their story. But I wonder, if I was able to see The Great Kate's work without being biased by her astounding biography, if I wouldn't prefer her with Cary Grant. Think of him wooing her away from both her stodgy fiance and the brash reporter in The Philadelphia Story, or her falling in dear, unrequited love with him in Holiday. Sigh ...

On a side note, it was nice to see Martha again. She's become my classic film series buddy.  On the face of it, we don't have much in common. She's an African American CTA bus driver and grandmother. But we do both love our movies!