Christmas in Connecticut

Played strictly for laughs, belly type, it's an audience winner from way back in the balcony. What can you lose?

Thoroughly moth-eaten.

Peter Godfrey, the director, has a good deal to learn about the art of telling a boudoir joke in the parlor and getting away with it.

Frolicsome in an artificially hearty sort of way.

It's nothing that's going to change your life or anything but if you want a pleasant and romantic comedy that has some good laughs and some good chemistry it's a... really entertaining little Christmas movie.

Barbara Stanwyck uses every acting muscle in her body to redeem this silly holiday romance.

If this mildly amusing screwball comedy about mistaken identity has a conservative slant of glorifying housewives it's due to the zeitgeist: It was made in 1945, at the end of WWII, when men were coming home and women sent back to the kitchen.

A sometimes hilarious farce and a holiday favorite.

reasonably good fun, and Stanwyck actually overcomes the role's limitations

Delightfully cheerful screwball comedy that is especially suited for the Christmas holidays.