Pure Hollywood magic from Ernst Lubitsch, set in his beloved Paris in the '20s. And it's a late career success for Greta Garbo. Apparently, MGM had the tagline 'Garbo Laughs' before they had anything else. But it is also a political satire which conveys quite a lot of sadness.
It is an intuitive film, because it acknowledges that the screwball era was about over, with the world at war again. There are serious themes about Russia after the revolution. And it's a proto-cold war comedy. The script is by Billy Wilder and Charles Brackett so there's plenty of characteristic cynicism.
Three bumbling Bolshevik ambassadors arrive in Paris to sell some jewels. The aristocrat in exile who once owned them, wants them back. The chilly, practical Ninotchka (Garbo) is sent to ensure they don't fall into the hands of the former oppressors of the workers. When she is courted by a rich capitalist (Melvyn Douglas), she thaws, seduced by luxury and romance.
Douglas lacks the charm to make him sympathetic. Garbo is fabulous, but her character is too schematic. Utterly humourless and logical when under the Soviet influence, totally frivolous when seduced by the capitalists. It's the genius of the Lubitsch touch which ensures all this doesn't get lost in darkness.
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