Superman and the Saint died. Long live the Angel!

A funny movie to watch, if you wanna enjoy a classic. I sometimes prefer the bullshit I get in the oldies than the one in Avatar or such, so get your popcorn and watch how Superman and the Saint die and get replaced by the Angel.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0039190/
 Well, you can't actually SEE how Superman dies, but what you're certainly gonna see is a certain type of American hero that is a breeding between Superman and the Saint, but much cooler. So here's Cary Grant, looking at his usual best, showing up in the life of a dedicated minister, David Niven, in order to remind him that it is more important to make his wife happy (therefore to enjoy the simple things in life) than to build a Cathedral. The wife (the lovely and strangely sexy Loretta Young) is a positive character through and through, much like everybody else in the movie, as she struggles to hang on to the love she once felt for her husband despite his 2 years of mental absence from the conjugal scene.
And I'm saying that the movie is inhabited by positive characters because you don't see the classical battle between the good and the bad, it's more of a soft movie, where people just need a bit of a push to get back on track, but they all mean well and so on and so forth. It's part of the idyllic America, I guess, the one that's disappeared in the '60s...

Back to our Angel, he does a pretty neat job in setting things right, mostly by ignoring the minister's stubborn religious delirium a la catholique and stirring him towards a more protestant approach (eventually more becoming to Niven's character, since he was a protestant bishop, married and all). In the meantime, the Angel takes extra-special care of the bishop's wife by seducing her and allowing himself to be seduced by her, as he confesses in the end. Nothing happens, of course, it's a very decent movie, but there were some heavy chemistry and puppy commercial-like moments that we can't ignore.
The Angel fixes everything, he provokes the husband's jalousy and  restores the wife's confidence in her charm, then he disappears as miraculously as he appeared.
So he's a hero. But what are his proficiencies? What can he do?
Well, he can : make a Christmas tree with one swing of his right hand, supply sherry in endless quantities, play the harp, make people feel good about themselves by flirting with them and sometimes making appeal to emotional mauvemail in order to get what he wants.
As you see, the Angel is much like Superman (he can move really fast, save people's lives, fall in love with a girl), but he can also do a Saint's job (multiply limited quantities of alcohol, perform miracles, remind people of the spiritual values in their lives over the material ones)!
Plus, let's face it, he's Cary Grant.

Oh, and the moral conclusion: Stop building cathedrals and start feeding the needy!
Merry Christmas!