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Last night I watched one of my old faves, That Touch of Mink. For those who aren't as Doris Day/Cary Grant inclined as I, this particular tale features Doris Day as Cathy (Kathy?) Timberlake, a young woman from Upper Sandusky, trying to make it in the Big City. Her roommate, Connie, works in the Automat.

The story begins with Cathy picking up her unemployment check and simultaneously fending off the advances of the smirky little weasel giving out the checks (John Astin!). On her way to eat lunch at the Automat, Cathy is standing at the curb and a limo goes by and splashes muddy water all over her overcoat and skirt. Needless to say, the fellow in the limo is millionaire playboy, Philip Shane. He sends his financial advisor/whipping boy over to the Automat to apologize and fork over some cash for the spoiled clothes. When said whipping boy convinces Cathy to give Philip Shane a piece of his mind, hilarity ensues.

The plot itself is averagely funny, but there are hilarious one-liners throughout the film that are delivered in such a deadpan manner you can almost overlook them. At one point, Cathy proclaims she wants to kill herself. "Do you hear that? She wants to kill herself!" says Connie. The landlady replies, "Maybe that will make her feel better."

ha. Ha. HA. HA! And so on.