The tickle scene in question is from a colour movie shot in the forties/ fifties/ maybe early sixties and concerns a husband and wife in their comfortable sitting room having a dispute over a letter/piece of paper/document that will determine some kind of outcome- similar to the scene in Laurel and Hardy's 'Way Out West'.
The wife hides it in her blouse and refuses to give it back to her husband. She ends up lying face down on the floor with him kneeling over her tickling her sides demanding she give it back. After perhaps 20 seconds of tickling they are interrupted by the arrival of a visitor. They stand up, embarrassed, with the husband holding the piece of paper. After a moment the wife snatches it from his hand but they are with other people so he doesn't make a move.
The couple are wealthy, in their late twenties/ thirties and I seem to remember have some kind of older valet/ butler. I saw the movie when I was a kid many years ago and vaguely remember the husband being a sort of Gig Young-type (?) and the wife having wavy blonde or reddish hair (?) and being extremely ticklish.
Any ideas about the name of the film or the actors, anyone? Any info gratefully appreciated...
R
The wife hides it in her blouse and refuses to give it back to her husband. She ends up lying face down on the floor with him kneeling over her tickling her sides demanding she give it back. After perhaps 20 seconds of tickling they are interrupted by the arrival of a visitor. They stand up, embarrassed, with the husband holding the piece of paper. After a moment the wife snatches it from his hand but they are with other people so he doesn't make a move.
The couple are wealthy, in their late twenties/ thirties and I seem to remember have some kind of older valet/ butler. I saw the movie when I was a kid many years ago and vaguely remember the husband being a sort of Gig Young-type (?) and the wife having wavy blonde or reddish hair (?) and being extremely ticklish.
Any ideas about the name of the film or the actors, anyone? Any info gratefully appreciated...
R