I think I saw Billy Wilder's Some Like It Hot when I was quite young, maybe early teens, but I loved it. I have a soft spot for comedies from the black-and-white era even though they're ridiculously tame by today's standards, and I'm not really sure why. Something about the innocent, inoffensive tone of comedy from decades before I was born really appeals to me.
Wilder's follow up to Some Like It Hot, The Apartment is probably the first such movie that I really didn't like. Perhaps I missed it, but there didn't seem to me like there was much comedy in it. Just a slightly creepy story about infidelity, obsequiousness and eventually suicide, wrapped up three minutes from the end with a not-completely-believable change of heart.
It was great to see a familiar face in Ray Walston from The Sting, though.
