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105 minutes
United States (1955)
PG
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THE SEVEN YEAR ITCH FILM REVIEW |
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When his family go away for the summer, one man is tempted by his beautiful neighbour, Marilyn Monroe. And who can blame him?
Middle aged, middle class and neurotic, Richard Sherman (Ewell) is left alone for the whole summer in his Manhattan apartment while his wife and son holiday in Maine. As if the temptations of cigarettes and whisky sours weren't enough, publishing executive Sherman has to resist the charms of his new neighbour, a charming and glamourous model (Monroe) who becomes the object of his (mainly imagined) romantic advances. Sherman's flights of imagination send him on a wild journey where he fantasises not just the conquest of his neighbour but also their embarrassing break up.
Billy Wilder's excellent - and supremely funny - adaptation of this Broadway hit is best remembered for the scene where a blast of air from a subway grate blows Monroe's skirt somewhere up around her shoulders ("Kind of cools the ankles doesn't it?" says Sherman admiringly). But there is plenty more to enjoy, including a witty script brilliantly delivered by Ewell, whose comic timing and hangdog expressions are marvellous throughout. And although he's on screen for just a couple of minutes Robert Strauss as unshaven, vest wearing janitor Mr Kruhulik set the template for New York caretakers forevermore.
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