Rich And Strange (1931)

A working man (Henry Kendall) and his wife (Joan Barry) lead a boring existence in the London suburbs. When they come into an inheritance from a wealthy uncle, he quits his job and they embark on a world cruise and get a taste for the high life. But things don't always go as planned. Based on the novel by Dale Collins and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. This oddity from the master of suspense is airily amusing at first but soon bogs down in a dull morass of its own making when each of the couple indulge in extra marital affairs. Kendall's bloke is a total prick so one has zero empathy for him. When his wife falls in love with an older but loving gentleman (Percy Marmont), you're rooting for her to dump the jerk spouse and run off with the decent guy. I've no patience for female doormats who stick with guys who treat them badly and I quickly lost interest at that point. There's also an unpleasant racist undertone toward Asians that comes near the movie's end. All in all, not one of my favorite Hitchcocks. With Betty Amann and Elsie Randolph.