Lend Me Your Husband

My first exposure to a British quota quickie and acting and screenplay on this one is superior to your typical American poverty row effort (but production values are not as slick as a B from a major studio).

A fairly funny unpretentious bedroom farce, feels like a stage adaptation but apparently isn't.

The third act shows a sliver of Noel Coward type wit peeking through some good sight gags and slapstick.

If it is true as rumored quota quickies were mostly screened when the sweepers were doing their job with no audience in the seats, they probably had a good time with this one.