Please Believe Me's story is so inconsequential that, five minutes after it's over, most viewers will be hardpressed to say anything more about the plot than Deborah Kerr is pursued by three guys and finally chooses the right one. There are other details, one supposes, but they seem to have been grafted onto the screenplay only because a movie has to have something happen between the opening and the end credits. But if Believe's screenplay is paper-thin, its cast doesn't seem to care. Given a light romantic comedy part, Kerr simply sparkles. She's entirely disarming, no matter what she's asked to do, and it's quite easy to see why any man would want to spend time with her. Robert Walker and Peter Lawford are quite good as two thirds of her pursuers, but the third side of the triangle, Mark Stevens, is unfortunately quite a bore. His charisma is nonexistent, his line readings flat, and his timing is, at best, adequate. Director Norman Taurog directs around him as best he can, and does a very fine job in downplaying the screenplay's flaws and highlighting the project's strengths -- especially Kerr. She can't make Believe a great film, but she does make it palatable.