I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

Sorry, this movie sucks

Just what I expected

Good films always raise compelling questions, whether the format is fiction or documentary fact.

When it comes to this 1965 film's title - "Kiss Me, Stupid" - I really don't get the "Kiss Me" part of it - But - The "Stupid" part of it pretty much says everything that needs to be said (in a nutshell) about this ridiculously contrived rubbish.And, speaking about this film's 3 principal actors - Dean Martin, Kim Novak, and Ray Walston - I really can't decide which one of this terrible trio put in the most cringe-worthy performance of all.Was it Dean? - Who was basically just playing himself - (But he just couldn't do it convincingly)Was it Kim? - Who (once again) was playing a cheap, white-trash tart. (Yawn!)Was it Ray? - Who (as the annoyingly eccentric Orville Spooner character) was chewing up the scenery, left, right, and centre.Anyway - It really doesn't matter much who was the worst - 'Cause, unfortunately, as a combined trio they, literally, tore this film's unfunny story right up into absolute shreds.

I just love this movie. Granted, a little too much time and space is given to Ray Walston early on as he over reacts and overacts to the idea that his wife might be deceiving him, but then filming began with Peter Sellers in the role and nobody would have complained then. Apart from that all is very good, turning brilliant as the grossly underrated Felicia Farr shines and the golden boy himself arrives playing a parody of himself. And if all that was not enough, with the edgy storyline developing and the jokes and dialogue crackling we get a bonus - Kim Novak. She is sensational here, utilising the dialogue and situation to give a marvellous performance of great depth. The film is intelligent, daring (for the time) very likeable and best of all, actually very funny. Great!

Dean Martin plays a character named Dino in this Billy Wilder film, Kiss Me, Stupid, centering on Ray Walston's jealousy and possessive nature when it comes to his wife, played wonderfully by Felicia Farr (Jack Lemmon's wife in real life.) Ray and Cliff Osmond are songwriters on the side (Ray being a piano teacher and Cliff being a mechanic by trade) in a small town in Nevada, so when Dino is driving through on his way to a gig, they make the most of it, making the car undriveable and making Dino stay the night at Ray's house. By way of trying to get him to buy a song and make millions, Cliff proposes an unusual idea. Due to Dino's known proclivities, "Why don't we get a girl from The Belly Button for him?" But when they feel that it would be a bigger favor for it to be Ray's wife, Cliff says, "Introduce her as your wife." After a fight with Felicia, getting her out of the house, they set it all up with Kim Novak as Polly the Pistol. I believe I read somewhere that this film was criticized by the Legion of Decency or some such religious groups because of the film's disregard towards convention. In fact, to a degree, the film (and Cliff Osmond's character especially) does come across as rather crass, uncouth, obnoxious and downright disgusting, as it revels in mud. But almost because of its outrageousness, we feel it's laughing at itself. The witty dialogue and script by Billy Wilder and I.A.L. Diamond is the real star here, as it drops several popular names and makes fun of them. Cliff Osmond is memorable as his crude friend, singing "I'm a Poached Egg," one of several songs written for the film by the Gershwins. But Felicia Farr comes off best of the four leads, and this is probably the meatiest role of her career. I would now discuss the whole "What would you ask your wife to do for the sake of money?" aspect of the film but that would take a whole 300-word essay to get into that. But ironically as loose in morals as this film purports to be in the beginning, it's interesting to see how things develop and how Ray's brain works as Dino works on Polly. Things all work out in the end, but maybe not in the way you expect. But if you need to stop to connect the dots in Wilder's script and mind, which entertains, if not ruffling some feathers along the way, then think quick. Get ready for a wild and thought-provoking ride! Better yet, just Kiss Me Stupid.

There is no sense to this story of a jealous husband (Ray Walston) who sets up a stranded singer (Dean Martin as "Dino Martini", an obvious parody of himself) with a barmaid (Kim Novak) posing as his wife after the real wife (Felicia Farr) flees in tears after the paranoid Walston sets her up for a fight in order to prevent an actual seduction by the sex-crazed Lothario. The film, photographed in a truly dreary version of fabulous black and white, has a hysterical opening in Las Vegas with Martin performing his stage act to Gershwin's "S' Wonderful", then getting stuck in the town of "Climax" where the big social scene is at a dive bar called the "Belly Button". Such character performers as Henry Gibson, John Fiedler, Alice Pearce and Doro Merande (as Farr's nasty witch like mother whom Walston refers to as "Godzilla") pop in and out of the supposed plot line for non-comic effect. Walston is a songwriter who is trying to get Martin to buy his songs (actually trunk songs by Gershwin which appear to have been trunk songs for a reason) for his upcoming musical special.This is a one joke movie (where the punchline really has the screenwriter deserving to be punched) that in spite of its truly raunchy story seemed to have some promise at the beginning but soon lead me into shaking my head much like the critics at the time did. There is no evidence as to why Martin would want to seduce a married woman inside her own house with the husband present or why Walston thought his wife was cheating on him in the first place. After the subtle sexualities of "Some Like It Hot", "The Apartment" and "Irma La Douce", director Billy Wilder would really hit rock bottom with this one.