It started in Naples, but it ends here! OK, that has nothing to do with the movie, but it sounds funny, and this harmless little comedy is so inobtrusively light that it barely merits much more discussion than that.

Clark Gable (at 59, in his second-to-last film appearance) and Sophia Loren (only 26, but appearing far older) romance it up in this vaguely creepy setup: Gable plays an American lawyer who travels to Italy to tend to the estate of his dead brother. Turns out bro's son (the mononymous Marietto) is now in the care of an aunt (Loren), who doesn't know much about child-rearing but who obviously cares for the child. Distrust and miscommunication eventually turn into romance.

Between courtroom appearances and lazy dinners set against the always lush coastal landscapes, we visit with young Nando (who's already a chain smoker at age 10) and drop in on the underground club scene, which largely consists of Loren on stage singing version after version of "Tu Vuo Fa Americano" while shaking her butt. Somewhere in all of this we're supposed to buy that Loren and Gable fall in love, though they rarely agree on anything. You know, it's movie love.

It Started in Naples is a cute and harmless little movie, a fossil of a bygone age when comedies didn't require scatalogical humor, and romances didn't require any basis in logic.