"Nobody's perfect," as Joe E. Brown said to Jack Lemmon at the end of Some Like It Hot, meaning his sex. Boy, that's true! I spent all month looking around for a perfect movie. Even my car broke down, but I didn't find any. Honestly, I didn't see any disasters either, but all the rivals in my private contest had something wrong about them; some definitely had the wrong sex.

The greatest expectation of this season of continually agonizing heat was Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!, ...