Prinzgemahl im Weißen Haus

Polly Bergen has just been elected President of the United States. That makes husband Fred MacMurray first lady. Even though he had his own business, he forgoes that to stay at home and becomes bored with the duties that are usually given to ladies in that position: planning the banquets, what's for supper, guiding the tours, etc. I was afraid this was going to be lame, not funny, and dated. But I was pleasantly surprised to find myself getting into it. It helps that Eli Wallach is given a larger-than-life character as a foreign diplomat asking for financial aid for his country that he misuses. It helps if you like Fred MacMurray. Arlene Dahl is an ex-suitor who still has a yen for Fred. She tries to coax him into bringing his reputation to her business, but he eventually backs out. Even the children have Secret Service following them throughout the day and that has its repercussions. Granted, it has its predictable humor about Fred as "a fish out of water." And, I agree with another reviewer that Rosalind Russell would have been a better choice than Polly Bergen, but, if you like the actors here, then you'll have a pleasant two hours with friends in some extraordinary conditions.

The idea for this film is a very good one...but the execution is lackluster to say the least. It's a shame.

When the film begins, Leslie McCloud (Polly Bergen) is being sworn is as President of the US. However, soon after, it's obvious that no one even considered what Mr. Thad McCloud (Fred MacMurray) would do as First Lady or First Fella or whatever he would be. This isn't at all realistic as you'd think this would all be planned out. Then, through the course of the film, Thad just seems kind of lost and the President seems to have little time for him. And, the kids run amok as neither the President nor her husband seem to have considered what to do with the kids. And, as for Thad...he's like a fish out of water in all this.

So here's the problem. Unless the President was chosen by lottery, Mr. McCloud and his wife would have already had to work out their roles and the impact of all this on her kids. After all, you would assume she would have already been a Congresswoman, Senator or Governor...and so the family moving to the White House should NOT have been this difficult. In essence, the plot really didn't make a lot of sense the way they handled it...nor the way the President just gave it all up at the end!!

If you can look past all this (and you won't), the film has some cute moments. But it could have been so much better had the script made more sense.

Tracy-and-Hepburn-esque comedy has Polly Bergen as the newly elected chief executive, and Fred MacMurray as her bumbling, impatient, addled husband, who's resentful of having to assume the role of First Lady. That's a pretty thin premise, and the screenwriters don't do much with it. The main plot points have to do with the prez's strained foreign relations with a wily, randy South American dictator (a hammy Eli Wallach), her sparring with a resentful senator from the opposition (Edward Andrews), and MacMurray's will-he-won't-he flirtations with an old flame (Arlene Dahl) who wants him in her employ, and in her boudoir. Bergen's a quite convincing, attractive, authoritative president, while MacMurray's unable to wring any real laughs out of his annoying character, and both spend too much time trying to raise their two rambunctious kids while attending to affairs of state. But it is, at least, a professionally done Warners production, directed by the reliable old studio hand Curtis Bernhardt, not overlong, and if the fadeout resolution looks ridiculous by today's standards, it was probably rather appealing in 1964. Around the same time, Irving Berlin and Lindsay and Crouse attempted a similar normal-folks-in-the-White-House Broadway musical, "Mr. President," and they quickly ran out of ideas, too. There still may be a winning comedy in the premise, and now that we may have an actual woman president on the way, somebody might want to give it a try. But it will have to be cleverer than this.

When the idea of putting a woman in the White House was originally mooted a wag replied that when Kennedy was president the place was already full of women.

Sixty years ago 'Kisses for My President' took the potentially provocative subject of the first woman president but chose instead to concentrate upon the 'hilarious' adventures of Fred MacMurray's First Man.

The attitudes it contained may have then seemed patronising and archaic and one would have hoped that by 2024 the idea was no longer just a subject for fantasy and that a woman president would by now have become a reality.

But we're still waiting.

Of course by today's standards it's insulting to women but even for 1964, it lacks any courage to say something powerful even within the parameters of screen comedy. Perhaps had the studio hired women screen writers, it could've said something interesting. And the "first husband" being embarrassed to be so is ridiculous. Couldn't he just have been happy with his job and not insecure over his manhood? Polly Bergen shows some strength but of course she goes back to being a man's idea of what a woman should be. It offers no imagination nor significance. It's not only insulting to women, it's insulting to men.