So I figured it had been ages since I last watched a Bing Crosby movie. Tonight my choice landed on We're not dressing (1934), mostly because I'd heard of it. Oh and Bing is young and pretty and wears eyeliner.
For the first hour it's a refreshing musical with a song every five minutes and a lot of groanworthy jokes. I try not to be too upset by that poor harassed bear cub. There's the typical romantic plot of a man and a woman hating each other before they realize they love eachother, Bing croons 'Once in a blue moon', then the typical misunderstanding comes up, he gets mad and
HOLY SHIT HE'S GOING TO RAPE HER.
WHAT
THE
FUCK
This is not a squint-and-you-might-see-a-bit-of-subtext case. This is... not what I signed up for.
But the movie tells me it's okay! After he's tied her up and told her that this is what comes from leading him on, he decides she's "not worth it" and walks away. So he's totally sympathetic still right? And the next day she goes up to him and APOLOGISES. AND SAYS FROM NOW ON SHE'LL ALWAYS DO AS HE TELLS HER. They embrace, smiles all around, and he sings about how wonderful love is. End of movie.
I'M NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THIS. I went to IMDB to see what other people had to say, and the verdict was that the movie was "charming" and "clever" and "romantically satisfying". I can't be the only one who isn't okay with this! I can watch movies involving violence and rape, but I can't accept it as a plot point in an otherwise unremarkable romantic comedy.
ROMANTICALLY SATISFYING MY ASS. *Cuddles up with Top hat*.