William Holden never seems out of place in The Moon Is Blue, but occasionally the film seems out of place having William Holden in its lead role. Heโs not mundane, heโs a star. The film isnโt about the mundane but it needs to acknowledge the possibility of it. Holden ainโt it.
Heโs top-billed but not the protagonist. At the start, it plays like he might be, but no. The protagonist is Maggie McNamara. The film just follows Holden becauseโstar wattage or notโheโs a lot easier to figure out than McNamara. The film covers the first twenty or so hours of them knowing one another (itโs a play adaptation). In that time, Holden picks up McNamara at the Empire State Building, they have dinner at his apartment, she meets his neighbors (David Niven and Dawn Addams), her father (Tom Tully) punches Holden out, Holden watches her on TV (sheโs an aspiring actress, heโs a successful but not famous architect). A lot happens in the filmโs ninety-nine minute runtime.
Being a stage adaptation, there are limited locations. About seven total. Most of the film takes place in Holdenโs apartment, where he and McNamara stop off before an impromptu dinner date. They get there by cab, which is when Moon starts forecasting its twist. McNamara is going to talk realโMoon was infamous at time of release for the onscreen use of the word, โvirginโโand sheโs fairly aware of what Holden (and then Niven) have in mind for her.
So a lot of Moon Is Blue is McNamara saying something honest and unvarnished to Holden or Niven (sometimes both) and the men reacting. It plays out, usually, in an approximation of real-time. Holden goes into the evening aware of McNamaraโs disinterest in being seduced, Niven comes into it wondering (but very gently) if he can get around it. Age also plays a factor. Twenty-two-year-old McNamara wants a middle-aged man; thirty-year-old Holden (well, thirty-five playing thirty) isnโt old enough. Forty-one-year-old Niven (actually forty-three) more fits the bill, but by the time she meets him, sheโs smitten with Holden.
Of course, Holdenโs just broken Nivenโs daughterโs heart. Addams is the daughter. She and Holdenโs failed romance subplot gets introduced quietly in the first act, but really plays through in the second. Second act is where Moon gives up the pretense of not being McNamaraโs movie.
Sheโs excellent. The partโs quirky and McNamara keeps up with it, always ready for Holden or Nivenโs reactions. Holdenโs good but his part is thin. Thinner than Nivenโs, whoโs just a rich, lovable lech. Moon stops Holdenโs character development at the end of the first act (even when there are later revelations, they donโt turn out to be consequential at all). Itโs not his story, it canโt pretend to be. And Holden keeps getting better, the less there is for him to do. Wonky third act material or not, Holdenโs great in it.
Nivenโs hilarious. He doesnโt have much character development, but Nivenโs performance is so loud it both doesnโt matter and seems like thereโs more depth to him.
Addams is basically caricature. Sheโs fine. Great costumes for her (courtesy Don Loper). While her character is important to the narrative, itโs not a big part for Addams. Intentionally, the costumes end up doing a lot of the heavy lifting.
F. Hugh Herbertโs screenplay (from his stage play) is good. The dialogue is better than the plotting, which falls apart in the third act.
Premingerโs direction is superb with the actors, strong with the pacing, troublesome with the composition. Heโll compose these excellent two or three shots, in medium or long, but his close-ups are dull. It works because the performances are so good, it just doesnโt excel. Much in Moon Is Blue excels. Preminger doesnโt keep pace, stylistically.
Even with the third act hiccups and the bland close-ups, The Moon Is Blue is still an excellent comedy. McNamara, Holden, and Niven do no wrong.
This post is part of the 3rd Annual Golden Boy Blogathon hosted by Michaela of Love Letters to Old Hollywood, Emily of The Flapper Dame, and Virginie of The Wonderful World of Cinema.

It’s an issue of endings and new beginnings. Well, more like one ending and a lot of multi-part stories.
I guess I haven’t been paying attention but the lead of Invasion, Bill Savage, barely even registers a presence anymore. Finley-Day is more concerned with the setting of his stories than the content.
It’s another all right issue. There’s some really interesting art, which helps things along.
A not bad issue.
It’s an inoffensively weak issue. Finley-Day handles both Invasion and Dredd and doesn’t do well with either of them. Invasion has some really complex layouts from Dorey, which are cool, but the story’s pretty lame. Dredd is oddly not particularly busy–McMahon spends more time on little details than city designs–and Finley-Day doesn’t have a good punchline.
Odd, odd issue. Lots of too long stories and too short ones.
It’s not the worst issue but there’s sure nothing to recommend it. Not even Dredd. Gerry Finley-Day writes both it and Invasion. Neither stand out except by not being as bad as the rest of the entries. Good twist at the end of Dredd though.
There’s some exceptional stupidity this issue, starting with the new thrill, Shako. While Ramon Sola does draw a fantastic giant killer polar bear who can dodge bullets and do acrobatics, John Wagner and Pat Mills’ script is about the dumbest thing ever. Apparently the strip is going to be about the C.I.A. hunting this polar bear. And I thought Harlem Heroes was dumb.
This issue has about fifty percent good stuff. Maybe even a little more. It feels like more.