Whilst much of the country is in the throes of poverty, the ditzy socialite “Irene” (Carole Lombard) finds herself down by the city dump whilst playing an up-market scavenger hunt and that’s where she encounters the down-and-out looking “Godfrey” (William Powell) who might just help her win her challenge. If he agrees to return with her to the sumptuous Waldorf hotel then he might end up with fivever mais...

I am not one of those people who say that they don’t make movies like they used to, or who watches a lot of classic black and white films. But there are a few dozen classics I would watch any time they come on, and this is one of them. My Man Godfrey is in the sub genre of screwball comedy, and it may actually be true that they don’t make them like this any longer, because it seems like most ofver mais...

I see a room full of empty headed nitwits! If I was the sort of person who scrutinised every frame of my viewings looking for flaws, then I still wouldn't have issue here because My Man Godfrey has no cracks in its make up. It is perfect cinema from a golden age that we rarely see in this day and age. During a rich person's socialite scavenger hunt, air head Irene Bullock wins the contest to sver mais...

"Forgotten Man" meets flighty, rich heiress . . . and so begins one of classic cinema's funniest, most delightful, most intelligent comedies ever. William Powell as the hobo Godfrey hits all the right notes. Carole Lombard is terrific, if slightly over the top, as Irene Bullock, the "uptown girl looking for a downtown man." What starts as an innocent city scavenger hunt becomes an unlikely romaver mais...