This is simply a joyous film that gives the impression of having been spun from the finest gossamer rather than constructed. The acting, with Grant seizing a godsent opportunity to hone the slightly querulous, slightly gawky performance that was to become his trademark, is immaculate as, too, are the script and, come to that, the direction of Howard Hawks, who moves everything along with the lightest of touches and exquisite comic timing. (The influence of Baby can be clearly seen in Peter Bogdanovich's 1972 What's Up Doc.)