Jean Arthur comedy kitchen

 

Jean Arthur comedy kitchen

Jean Arthur was a great actress from the early days of Hollywood. She had a very unique voice that was a bit high and squeaky, but raspy at the same time. She was very cute and looked downright adorable in many of her roles. She was a serious actress as well who held her own against many of Hollywood’s greatest leading men including Jimmy Stewart and Cary Grant among others. Some of her roles had comedic elements in them as well. She could be very funny at times. She could act silly and do screwball comedy with the best of them. She could hold her own with anyone. She was contemporaries with some of the greatest leading actresses of all time. Bette Davis, Katherine Hepburn and Joan Crawford to name just a few.

She took the role of a lady who was newly engaged. She had only just met the groom, but was head over heels in love with him. She tried to impress him by bragging about how good she was in the kitchen. In reality, she had never cooked anything in her life. In her haste, she invited him over for dinner and was stuck with just a few hours to try and make him a dinner from scratch. She tried to get people around her to help her, but they were either too busy or not willing to help her because she had gotten herself into the situation by stretching the truth. She was now going to have to do the best that she could. She desperately wanted to impress him. The other thing was, her character in the film was extremely ditzy and clumsy. There were constant gags where she would trip, fall over, break things and have pratfalls galore.

She started in the kitchen by getting tons and tons of ingredients. She had gotten way too many ingredients because she had no idea what she was doing. As a result, she had purchased way too much everything. There was enough ingredients to cook for twenty people. There was very little dialogue in the scene. It showed her preparing things, looking at recipes and instructions. Of course, she did not follow them as she was meant to.

She started by trying to make some baked beans. She took an enormous pot and placed it on the counter top. She then took about half a dozen giant cans of baked beans and placed them on the counter. She took a can opener and attempted to open the first can of beans. It was very stiff and she had never used a can opener before so did not really know what she was doing. At first it wouldn’t budge. She shook it and then punched the can a few times. She then pushed the can opener, but it pushed too hard. The can of beans jerked and most of the beans flew up into her face and splashed all over her white, short sleeved, lacy top. She widened her eyes and made a face similar to what Lucille Ball might make. She wiped some of the beans from her face. She poured what remained of the beans into the pot. She then tried to open the second can. This one was no easier. She tried to open it slower this time. It was difficult to steady the can with one hand though. This time as it open, it slid and flipped up in the air, dropping the beans over her head. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She looked a little cross. She was able to open the rest of the cans without as much trouble. She dumped the beans into the pot and put it on the stove. She put the heat on, but she put it way too hot.

She now tried to make a soufflé type of dish. She took a huge mixing bowl and a massive wooden spoon. She started by trying to break some eggs. She took the first egg and tapped it lightly. It would not break at first so she hit it much harder. The egg completely smashed all over hand because she hit it too hard this time. She tried the next one. She had more success with this one. She then took the container with the rest of the eggs in her hand to get the next one. At this moment the timer on the oven went off. She jerked quickly around. As she turned, her arms moved and the eggs flipped up into the air. She attempted the catch them, but the egg carton smashed into her chest, breaking the rest of the eggs. The ones in the air plopped onto her head and smashed. Runny eggs and egg shells ran down her face. Her shirt was soaked in yellow egg. She shrugged her shoulders and then scraped some of the egg off and scraped it into the mixing bowl.

She then went to add flour to the mixing bowl. When she opened the bag, she looked inside. When she did this, the flour tickled her nose and she sneezed. Her hands pushed into the bag. This sent a cloud of flour into the air and all over her. She slid and most of the flour landed in the bowl. By now the floor was also a bit slippery and sticky because of the eggs. She was slipping and sliding around a bit on the floor now as she did everything. She then added yeast to the mixing bowl, but again, it was way too much. She added a few more ingredients. She then turned to get the pan to pour the mixture into. She then tried to get the mix into the pan. By this time it was very thick and lumpy. It would not come out at first. She turned it upside down and began to shake it. It didn’t come out of the bowl straight away, so she turned it upside down. Some of it fell onto her. She scraped it off and put it in the pan. She then placed it into the oven. It was already bulging.

Next, she took a casserole dish. She began to put anything that she could find in it. She started with some ground meat. She plopped it inside with her hands. She then scraped some of the egg from her top into the dish. She then poured in some corn flakes. She then poured in green beans. Next she tried to pour some ketchup in. She opened the bottle. It would not come out at first. She pounded it with her hand on the side and then the top. Of course, everyone knew what was coming next. She picked up the bottle and looked into it with her eye. At that moment, the ketchup dislodged and poured down on her face. She really looked cross now. She then poured whatever she had left into the dish and mixed it around. Of course, it was comically disgusting looking. It even bubbled. She placed it in the oven. She didn’t notice that the soufflé was rapidly expanding.

She was going to attempt to make a pie next. She started out with a jar of strawberry jam. She opened it and attempted to spoon it out. It was very thick and sticky and refused to budge at first. She turned it over, above her. It looked as if it would fall upon her, but this time it did not. She shook it more and it fell into the pie plate. She then took a massive container of custard. It was huge. She began dumping it into the pie tin. There was so much it was overflowing everywhere. She managed not to get much on her this time. She then grabbed a can of whipped cream. She began to unleash it onto the top of the pie. Of course it was the audience’s expectation that it would malfunction and that she would get sprayed with it, but it didn’t this time. The pot on the stove and the cooker door were shown now.

She picked up the pie and started to walk to the dining room. “Well, at least the pie came out ok,” she said to herself. At this moment, the soufflé expanded so much that it pushed the oven door open. It expanded and exploded out of the oven. It pushed the casserole dish out onto the floor. It broke and splattered the casserole all over the floor. The soufflé continued growing. The lid flew off the pot and the beans exploded everywhere. In all the excitement, she slipped and the huge pie smashed in her face, covering her in pie. Her blonde curls were covered. Her top was splattered in mess.