Poor Cary Grant. He's a simple bachelor who just wants to be left alone to
his simple life, but oh no! Once Betsy Drake gets a look at him at the
local drug store she begins stalking him. Literally stalking him.
She initially flirts with him at the store, but he's not interested so she goes
to his work, then looks up everything she possibly can about him all the way
back to his old yearbooks! Next she starts showing up at his favorite
restaurants. During one of these restaurant stalking outings she talks to
him and leads him to believe that she has a boyfriend in an attempt to make him
jealous (he's not), but then the lie backfires when the guy she says she's
dating shows up and tries to rape her!!! Not at the restaurant, but at his
house. In exchange for not calling the cops about the attempted sexual
assault (she got away by bashing him in the skull with a shovel and escaping
over a fence) he gives her a job in the basement of his store. What a guy. Things go on like this for the rest of the movie with
Betsy badgering the living hell out of Grant nonstop and even continuing
the fake boyfriend charade with the pervert dude and yet
another guy!
I guess the writers found all of this to be very funny (and maybe I'm looking
into the story too much) but I found the whole thing depressing. Poor
Grant can't have a moments peace and Betsy, who is clearly mentally deranged,
repeatedly places herself in dangerous situations in delusional attempts to get
Grant's attention. If the roles had been reversed and it was a male
stalking a female all over the joint he would have been thrown in jail.
Watch if you want, but if want my advise: skip it. If you need me I'll be
in my room watching BRINGING UP BABY.
