Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (December 11, 2025)
Take two of the leads from 1939’s Gone With the Wind along with one of the most acclaimed actors of all-time and expectations rise. Let’s see if 1937’s It’s Love I’m After matches up to those hopes.
Famed stage performers Basil Underwood (Leslie Howard) and Joyce Arden (Bette Davis) bicker constantly. This leads to nearly a dozen marital postponements before they decide to really truly walk down the aisle.
However, Basil decides he needs to atone for his past first and help Henry Grant (Patric Knowles) recapture the love of his estranged fiancée Marcia West (Olivia de Havilland). Marcia finds herself infatuated with Basil so he needs to put on an arrogant show to turn her off, all while he keeps the flame burning with the fiery Joyce.
With so much high-powered acting talent, I went into Love with the concept it would attempt a serious drama. Instead, it brings us a madcap comedy.
And a pretty good one at that. While I might associate the performers with heavier fare, they prove consistently entertaining here.
Howard proves nearly revelatory. Though I’ve seen him in a handful of other flicks, I find it hard to escape my memory of him as the dull and drippy Ashley Wilkes from Wind.
By contrast, Howard’s performance as the arrogant and self-absorbed Basil allows him to show a totally different side. He gobbles scenery with glee and delivers a completely delightful performance.
Despite his co-billing with Davis and de Havilland, After really revolves around Howard. Joyce and Marcia exist more as catalysts for the predicaments into which Basil finds himself and we spend more time with Basil’s valet Digges (Eric Blore) than either of the female leads.
This seems imbalanced but it works for the film. Again, Howard becomes such an arrogant force of nature that he carries the day.
Though I do admit I wish we got more of Davis. She follows the same path as Howard to bring a wonderfully over the top take on her character, and her occasional moments with Howard create hilarious sparks.
As the less interesting role of the three, de Havilland does fine. At least Marcia shows more personality than the blandly saintly Melanie in Wind.
Still, de Havilland doesn’t get the room to romp accorded her two co-leads. She does what the part needs but doesn’t match up with her older co-stars.
That exists as minor criticism at most, though, as Love offers a nearly constant barrel of laughs. Blessed with fine performances and a brisk pace, this turns into a clever and winning comedy.