I remember Raymond telling me years later how when he lived at home, if his mother heard he had been seen as much as talking to a girl, she would kick up a dido.

[Léon Perrier's] regional statism crystallized […] the decades-old conflicts among constituencies in the Rhône valley, and between Parisians and Rhodanians.

Good coarse romantic-adventure nonsense, exploiting the expressive dead-pans of Robert Mitchum and Jane Russell, a young man and a young woman who would probably enjoy doing in real life what they have to do here for RKO.

Some people prefer apple pie, but me, I’m a cherry pie man.