I love the ending of this movie, where Jack Lemmon finally tells the millionaire that he’s a man, and the millionaire, without batting an eye, says “Nobody’s perfect.” It implies either that the millionaire knew the whole time that he was wooing a man, or that he was sufficiently bisexual not to care.

In the same vein, I like the fact that men throughout the movie are swooning over the obviously male Lemmon and Curtis. Maybe all these suitors are motivated by their sublimated homoerotic desires, making these men in drag appear to be their dream girls. Or else the men see through the flimsy disguises, suggesting that they are wildly attracted to cross-dressing men, while Lemmon and Curtis innocently believe that they are passing as women.

This movie is ripe for a remake.