I think this is my least favorite Astaire-Rogers film! The story is dreadful, and gets in the way of my enjoyment of the goings-on. Astaire's character is about the most unprofessional shrink imaginable, and an even worse friend to Ralph Bellamy. There is one point where Fred Astaire thinks it's a good idea to punch Ginger in the face in order to get her to listen to him, he checks himself at the last moment put she gets punched by mistake. It is almost as gruesome as the scene in the park where she is trying to shoot Astaire with a rifle, and sends dozens of people running for their lives. The dancing is lackadaisical, though there is one sequence where Astaire and Rogers dance marvelously fast arm in arm that is delight to watch. There is one absolutely superb song in this grim romp through hell, "Change Partners", but it can't save this clunker.
