Sunday in New York (1963)

Fifty-one years ago, Jane Fonda was still a bigscreen newcomer and no one would have expected her to eventually win two Oscars and an Emmy. After an uncertain start, she hit her stride as a film actress in this charming romantic comedy, her sixth film but, by her own admission, the first in which she felt she gave a good performance. She had a strong comedic script by Norman Krasna, adapted from the comedy veteran’s stage hit about a young woman who sets out to lose her virginity after discovering her idolized big brother (Cliff Robertson) has become a ladies man. She decides to try a little seduction of her own with a visiting newspaperman (Rod Taylor), only to have smalltown beau Robert Culp show up, triggering a series of mistaken identity jokes. The young, energetic and very attractive cast keeps the whole thing floating amiably, with Fonda demonstrating the comic skills that would make her a top box-office draw in her next few films like Cat Ballou (1965) and Barefoot in the Park (1967).

Dir. Peter Tewksbury