Prefer Blondes is actually better than I remember it. A couple of showgirls on the make, blonde
Lorelei Lee and her curvaceous brunette buddy Dorothy Shaw entertain the men in between their
glitzy stage act. Lee has playboy heir Gus placing offering of gems at the alter of her
womanhood. They are supposed to make a trip to France to get hitched in the romantic
capital, but Gus is getting cold feet to go along with his hot pants. The girls take the cruise
ship by storm sans Gus and their exploits on board and in Paris keep the action light and
Marilyn makes the most of her facial expressions and is more than delicious poured into her
appurtenances. She does not have to do much to make the most of her body parts. You really get a sense of how much director Howard Hawks loves women. He shoots
Monroe and Russell as if they were a bowl of cherries for his picking. Blondes is paced briskly
with the appropriately glitziest production design over the top fans could ever want. Oh, those
gowns are filled to the brim with these tantalizing women. Young George "Foghorn" Winslow
has a charming scene with Monroe dangling out of a ship's cabin porthole like a ripe tantalizing
melon. Charles Coburn is the randy Sir Francis Beekman, hungry for a taste of youth. Tommy Noonan
and Elliot Reid are eclipsed by the blaze of feminine sexuality as playboy Gus Esmond and Malone,
the detective hired by old man Esmond to get the goods on Lorelei.
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