The plot is thin and makes little sense. David Niven is too old for Day, and they have no chemistry together. The film can't seem to stick to one theme as it jolts from one story to another, never tying anything up. The humor is threadbare and all the attempted jokes miss widely. How did they let Doris Day perform this B-grade monstrosity? The songs were of very low quality, not anywhere near Day's standards. The whole thing is pitiful and is just an excuse to fill out a contract and make money, the public and the audience be damned. The worst thing about movies (then) is that you plunked down your money and never knew what you'd get. You usually lost. Even with the big stars like Day. This was her prelude to one of her best pictures, Lover Come Back, in which everything rolls along smoothly. What a contrast in film.