Among his colleagues, Gregory La Cava enjoyed a reputation as master of improvisational comedy on the set. If My Man Godfrey, one of the great Thirties screwball comedies, benefits from La Cava's admirable sense of creative collaboration, it owes its spontaneous feel no less to that great screwball herself, Carole Lombard. As Irene Bullock, the rich girl spoiled - not rotten, but dizzy - by her environment, Lombard displays an incredible genius for acting like a seven-year-old child and a woman in love at the same moment. The object of her affections is Godfrey (William Powell), a philosophical gent who makes his home among the Depression's “forgotten men” at the city dump. Irene captures him as part of a socialite scavenger hunt, then keeps him on as her own private protégé and butler to her zany family. “La Cava demonstrated a detestation of the rich as his one undying social concern....” (Robert Smith, Glastonbury Film Society). (JB)