History Is Made at Night (1937) review

Deeply unhappy with her jealous husband Bruce Vail (Colin Clive), a shipping magnate, his wife Irene (Jean Arthur) flees to Paris, is followed by her spouse's chauffeur Michael (Ivan Lebedeff) and "rescued" by head waiter Paul (Charles Boyer), who treats her to an elegant dinner ... only to lose her (but no worries: he's persistent).  As others have noted, this fusion of multiple genres into one picture by all means should not work, but it does: it's proof that if your leads have outstanding chemistry together, they can drag an audience through countless wonky plot maneuvers, like Paul and his bestie Cesare (Leo Carrillo) taking over a New York restaurant (in the hopes Irene appears) or the trio winding up on a speeding ship that kisses an iceberg (did I mention there's also a dead body in there somewhere?).  It's a "love conquers all" kind-of movie, so pessimists and anti-romantics might not be so enthralled.  A word of warning, however: on a first date, I advise against drawing a woman's face on your hand, giving it a name ("Coco") and making it "talk" ... unless, of course, you're Charles Boyer.