
Ahoy, squirts! Quint here with today’s installment of A Movie A Day.
[For those now joining us, A Movie A Day is my attempt at filling in gaps in my film knowledge. My DVD collection is thousands strong, many of them films I haven’t seen yet, but picked up as I scoured used DVD stores. Each day I’ll pull a previously unseen film from my collection or from my DVR and discuss it here. Each movie will have some sort of connection to the one before it, be it cast or crew member.]
I’ve seen most of Billy Wilder’s big movies… His SUNSET BLVDs, his DOUBLE INDEMNITYs, his Monroe flicks… But there’s something to watching two of his films back to back that you don’t get from watching his masterpieces over the years… You pick up on a visual fingerprint, a tonal voice, even in two completely different movies.

IRMA LA DOUCE is a radically different story from THE PRIVATE LIFE OF SHERLOCK HOLMES. Set in France, IRMA the unlikely love story between an uptight young police officer (Jack Lemmon) and a very successful hooker, the titular Irma La Douce (meaning Irma, The Sweet) played by Shirley MacLaine. She’s about as physically beautiful as she would ever be in this film… of course, I’m partial to the color green and that’s Irma’s favorite color. Her clothing, stockings and underwear are all green, which combines with her auburn hair to make gorgeous Christmas present I’d love to unwrap.
Okay, that came off much creepier than it sounded in my mind. Sorry about that, but you get the point. MacLaine is adorable with a capital A in this movie.

Sure, this movie romanticizes prostitution and doesn’t ever deal with the dangers of it, outside of Irma’s asshole “manager,” but sometimes you don’t want reality. There are a thousand movies about the realities of prostitution… sometimes you need a little whimsy and romance.
Lemmon starts out as the one honest cop in Paris who is walking his new beat when he notices a high number of attractive ladies lining a particular street. He inquires about them inside the local café, Chez Mustache, which is run by a character called (wait for it) Mustache, a kind of goofy guy who loves to tell tall tales. Or so you think at the beginning. About halfway through you’re not so sure he’s isn’t telling the truth about fighting in wars, working as a doctor, being a criminal mastermind, etc.
Mustache is played by Lou Jacobi, a portly immediately likable man. He seems to be an overseer, the great watcher of everything going on in this story. Unlike Marvel’s big bald baby-man, Mustache likes to get involved. Sometimes it’s in a Jiminy Cricket way, usually with Jack Lemmon, trying to make him see the folly of “by the book” living. Something can be wrong and legal just as something can be right and illegal. Sometimes, he advises against common sense, sometimes he just sits back and lets shit happen, whipping out the seltzer bottle when things get too crazy.
Needless to say, Lemmon doesn’t stay a cop long. He busts the entire street and upsets the pay-off routine, so that means his badge.

You can tell there’s some chemistry between Lemmon and MacLaine during the bust and that attraction, I assume, is what brings him back to this area when he’s let go. He sits down at Chez Mustache and consults with the wise and seemingly all-knowning Mustache. While there, he strikes up a conversation with Irma, which gets her pimp upset and he has some words with her about it.
Lemmon is at the end of his nice guy rope, so when this pimp puts his manhandles Irma, Lemmon stands up to him, which begins a zany David and Goliath type bar-room brawl between the two. Lemmon only comes out on top because of sheer persistence and luck, but in doing so he essentially gains this pimp’s position in the pimp circle, including becoming Irma’s new “manager” and boyfriend.
There are a few glorious days as their romance blossoms. His nice-guy persona is exactly what MacLaine wants and she wants to do good by him, show up the other girls on the street and really shower him with wealth and trinkets.

Which fuels the next big plot point. Lemmon just wants to take Irma and leave, wanting her off the street and out of the arms of strangers. Irma on the other hand thinks she’s losing any power to make her new boyfriend happy if she does that and her love only encourages her to take more johns.
Together Mustache and Lemmon concoct a plan to limit Irma’s work by inventing a new, rich Lord who will pay her so much money per (non-sexual) visit that he could be her only client.
Lemmon borrows 500 francs from Mustache and undergoes a make-up job and personality change, making himself unrecognizable. He uses his knowledge of the English from movies as the basis for his insane accent and knowledge of the UK. That means there are endless run-on sentences that have gibberish from events covered in films like LAWRENCE OF ARABIA.

Of course this sets off a chain reaction that really gums up the whole works. He soon finds himself in debt to Mustache and has to take a day job while Irma sleeps hauling fish and vegetables around the market, which only makes him exhausted and causes him to sleep through their free time together. Suspicions start and Irma thinks he’s falling out of love with her and sneaking off to see another girl… and soon enough she finds herself falling in love with Lord X!
Now this movie does go to some ridiculous places including a last act that makes absolutely no fucking sense, but by that time I was with the movie and invested in both Lemmon and MacLaine, so I didn’t mind that there seemed to be 20 minutes of confrontation that could be avoided with one sentence spoken in an English accent. And that’s only the beginning… when Lemmon gets himself out of the police trouble he’s in he does so in a way that is at once the most unbelievable and the hardest for him to pull off. And don’t get me started on the very last minute… I love the last line, but what the hell?
But like I said, the romance and chemisty between MacLaine and Lemmon combined with Wilder’s fantastic direction and his script with co-writer I.A.L. Diamond creates a lush, light and entertaining world that I greatly enjoyed spending some time in.

They also populated that world with a lot of really interesting characters, the best of which is Mustache, but film fans can spot a lot of great people, like Tura Satana from FASTER PUSSYCAT! KILL! KILL! as another girl of the streets, Bill Bixby as a sailor looking for a good time and James Caan’s first big screen appearance as a sailor listening to a hand radio. It’s pretty much a featured extra role, but he’s the focus of one shot and even in this small appearance (which consists of about 15 steps and a knowing smirk) you can tell this man was made to star in movies.
Final Thoughts: The colors, the scope frame and music all add to an atmosphere of effortless entertainment. There are flaws in the story, but by the time they rear their heads you should be completely invested in these characters and want to follow it through with them. While not as instantly iconic as the previous Lemmon/MacLaine/Wilder team-up THE APARTMENT it has a fantasy quality that hits me dead center. I need to rewatch THE APARTMENT because my initial reaction is I prefer this film’s whimsy, even if I acknowledge the greatness of THE APARTMENT and that the story is less flawed than IRMA LA DOUCE. I just love MacLaine as Irma, the perfect character for her energy and innocent spunk and Lemmon’s Nestor is her perfect companion. I think this is a lovely movie and perfect for a hopeless romantic.

Here are the final run of A Movie A Day titles:
Friday, January 2nd: THE PRISONER OF SECOND AVENUE (1974)

Saturday, January 3rd: THE GOODBYE GIRL (1977)

Sunday, January 4th: LOST IN YONKERS (1993)

Monday, January 5th: THE SUNSHINE BOYS (1975)

Tuesday, January 6th: CALIFORNIA SUITE (1978)

Wednesday, January 7th: A BRIDGE TOO FAR (1977)

Tomorrow we move on to a Neil Simon run via Jack Lemmon! That Neil Simon run is what leads us to our final AMAD entry: A BRIDGE TOO FAR. Don't be sad, though. I have something special in the works, a fitting tribute to the column, I think, which will be going up the week after AMAD concludes. Stay tuned for more on that. See you guys for the next one, THE PRISONER OF 2ND AVENUE!
-Quint
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