5.6/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.6/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Stepping Out remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you've got a soft spot for pre-Code shenanigans and a leading lady who can literally kick high, then **Stepping Out** (1931) might be a fun little escape for an hour. It's not a deep thinker, no sir. But if you're looking for something breezy with a dash of old-timey revenge, it delivers.
Folks who need their movies fast-paced and super serious? Probably best to skip this one. This is a film for fans of early talkies, stage performances, and watching women get their due. 💃
So, the whole idea is these wives, Sally (Leila Hyams) and Eve (Charlotte Greenwood), figure if they vanish for a bit, their rich husbands will miss 'em something fierce. *Wrong*. The fellas, Reginald Denny and Harry Stubbs, wasted no time. Just called up a couple of 'actresses' (Lilian Bond and Merna Kennedy) for an 'audition.' **Big air quotes** on that one, you can tell what they're really up to.
The scene where the wives are planning their little getaway is pretty quick. They're all smiles, totally confident their absence will make hearts grow fonder. Oh, the irony.
And when the husbands invite the girls over, it’s not subtle. They’re basically giggling like schoolboys. One of the actresses, she’s got this dress, all shimmery and just a little too much for a casual night in. It really telegraphs their intentions, doesn't it? Like, *these* are the types of women they’d call. The husbands, they look so pleased with themselves. For like five minutes.
Charlotte Greenwood, oh man. She's got this *presence*. And that **high kick**? It's not just a quick move; it's like a whole *event*. You see it, and you just kinda go, 'Yep, that's her.' It stands out, you know? It's her signature thing, and they don't hold back showing it off. She really brings this boundless energy that just lifts the whole picture.
When Sally and Eve walk back in, the look on the husbands' faces is just *priceless*. Like deer in headlights. It's a quick pivot from planning a party to absolute panic. You can almost feel the movie trying to convince you this moment matters.
And the wives? They don't miss a beat. They just... **clean house**. Not just divorce papers, mind you. They go straight for the bank accounts. Empty 'em out. It’s a bold move, and it happens with surprisingly little fuss. Like it’s just, *of course* they’d do that.
Then, as if that's not enough, they snag two new fellas, Cliff Edwards and Kane Richmond, just to twist the knife a little. It's a proper, old-school **'take that!'** kind of revenge. You can feel the satisfaction coming right off the screen.
And speaking of Cliff Edwards, he's in here! 'Ukulele Ike' himself. You hear him, and it's hard not to picture Jiminy Cricket, honestly. He's got that easy charm, even as a 'lug' the wives pick up. He even shares a charming duet with Greenwood; it's a nice little break from all the marital strife. A sweet moment, kinda unexpected.
The pacing, being a 1931 film, does take its time sometimes. It's not a blur of action, obviously. But the dialogue is snappy, especially when Greenwood is on screen. The whole vibe is pretty light, a bit cheeky. **Pre-Code naughtiness** just peeking through. It’s a bit of a relic, sure, but a charming one.
Charlotte Greenwood is the main reason to watch. Her energy just pulls you along. And seeing the wives get their due? Always satisfying, no matter the year. This film, it’s not going to change your life, but it certainly offers a pleasant, somewhat feisty peek into early Hollywood comedy. Worth a look if you’re into that sort of thing. 🎬

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