The Bishop’s Wife (1947) is a wonderful movie for the Christmas season. A second-tier angel (Cary Grant) is sent to earth to help a bishop (David Niven) who is having trouble raising funds for a monumental cathedral and, simultaneously, having a bit of trouble with his neglected wife (Loretta Young). As the bishop focuses on meetings and money, the angel takes care of the wife, until she starts to think he is the cat’s meow and he is having “the time of his life” with an earthling. When the bishop is too busy fundraising to keep his appointment to review the choir at his old, inner city church, the angel and wife go instead. They finds a struggling and disappointed minister with only two boys in the choir. But slowly, as if by magic, boys drift in from the streets until an full choir is making glorious music. Such fun reaches its peak when the angel calls for impromptu outdoor ice skating. He convinces the taxi driver to put on skates as well. While the angel and the bishop’s wife enjoy some heavenly ice dancing, the cab driver sprawls around the ice in the funniest on-ice comedy I’ve seen. Naturally, the bishop has to come to his senses and recognize this Christian roots among the poor and recognize this love for his wife. Although difficult to criticize such a well-intentioned and spirited movie, one note rings false. The angel makes two speeches in which he praises the bishop’s wife as one of the rare people who knows how to create a heaven on earth no matter what the circumstances, when this is simply not true. She is an ordinary—and ordinary looking—wife neglected by a busy husband. And, yes, the skating scene goes on too long. But there is so much good acting, witty dialogue, and funny scenes that the movie is a delight.
Jim Bell