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Thad McCloud (Fred MacMurray) is leery of being the First Gentleman. His wife Leslie McCloud (Polly Bergen) has been elected President of the United States. More than anything, he doesn't want to be the First Lady. Beside her political rivals and communists, Leslie has to deal with Central American dictator Raphael Valdez Jr. (Eli Wallach), their kids, and Thad's ex Doris Reid Weaver (Arlene Dahl).

This is an one-joke movie. Basically, he is struggling against doing nothing and being First Lady. For a progressive subject matter, the humor here is old fashion. The writers have made the wife a man and the husband a woman. I can't stand that the husband is so needy which comes off as whiney. MacMurray struggles to play dumb. Let's start with the bedrooms. There's no rule that they can't switch rooms, but also they have separate bedrooms? It makes no sense especially they have a sex scene. It's the most PG of sex scenes, but it's there. Next, I cringed at the First Lady office section. He seems to have no agency of his own. They've made him into the awkwardness of being a wife, but it doesn't make sense. I am really frustrated with him. For this to be anything interesting, it falls on the pairing of Eli Wallach and Fred MacMurray. I couldn't get a hold of this odd couple. There should be a desperate need for Thad to ingratiate himself onto the dictator. That's where the fun could come from. That's the last potential for a good comedy. His ex is just another example of his cluelessness. Finally, there is the disappointing ending and the oldness is complete. I don't think the movie wants a woman President. There is a general dated awkwardness to this movie. If I remake this, I would turn the Thad Valdez combo into a fun road trip. The wife President would be desperately trying to find the runaway duo.

Granted, this movie is not to be taken too seriously. Who would have given heavy thought to having a female president in 1964? However, I didn't find it insulting. It was simply a comforting little comedy starring top-flight actors.

As usual, the highly diversified Fred MacMurray was excellent as the husband of the female president. Polly Bergan, always in grand form, displayed her ability to capture her character perfectly ... as directed by Curtis Bernhart for Warner Brothers.

Also presenting good performances were the great Eli Wallach and beautiful Arlene Dahl.

This was the type of comedy that reflected what was expected on the "big screen" in 1964. Filming it in Black-and-White was a good decision. Color would have taken away the simplicity that made it special.

It was 113-minutes of fun.

Though we haven't had to deal with the idea in reality in the USA, several other countries have managed to get along fine with the idea of a female president and the issues that it would bring out. I suppose it would depend on the man the woman was married to.

Kisses For My President was a film already behind the times. I think that audiences might have gotten away with during the Thirties when women's suffrage was not yet 20 years old. Maybe Tracy and Hepburn in their prime could have elevated the material to something better than it was. Or Cary Grant and Rosalind Russell. Russell would have been perfect for the part of the first female president.

Not that Polly Bergen and Fred MacMurray aren't fine themselves, in fact Bergen is the best thing in the film. I'm in agreement with the other reviewer who said her scene telling off the smarmy opposition Senator Edward Andrews is her high point.

What I can't get is the fact that there apparently was no thought given to just what Fred MacMurray's role would be as first spouse. I mean this is someone who was smart and dynamic enough to have built his own company which he had to sell as a result of his wife's political career success. That in itself makes the entire film one of forced situations.

At least MacMurray was smart enough eventually to see through his wife's former Radcliffe roommate and beauty queen and mantrap Arlene Dahl. She was a trap that the ordinary guy would fall into.

The closest we've come to this situation in real life is Geraldine Ferraro and Sarah Palin as Vice Presidential candidates. Ferraro's career eventually failed because of the wheeling and dealing of her husband John Zaccaro. Anything I would say about Sarah Palin and Todd would elicit all kinds of comments. But presidential brother Billy Carter caused no end of embarrassment to his brother Jimmy with his letting the Carter name be exploited by all kinds of nefarious people.

I think MacMurray had his best moments with those two ancient biddies of Washington society Lillian Bronson and Evelyn Varden. As staff for the First Lady they come with the White House furniture and seem ready to carry on despite the sex of the boss.

Kisses For My President could have been a whole lot better though it does have its moments.

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.

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.