Aren't We All deserves all the usual reviewer's adjectives beginning in "s." It is smart and suave and sophisticated and sparkling—as amusing an English comedy as Manhattan has seen in some time. The plot turns about one of those kisses that are administered just to pass the time away—this time by a pleasant young gentleman, who thinks his wife is abroad, to a pretty girl, slightly under the influence of her own voice singing a love song. The wife discovers the kissers—and complications begin. Of...
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