[The Neil Simon and Burt Bacharach musical "Promises, Promises" proved to be] the kind of show where you feel more in the mood to send it a congratulatory telegram than write a review….

The hero is not a nice man. In fact he is a kind of mousefink, who decides to sleep his way to the top of business without really lying. The sleeping is done—in a manner of speaking—not by him but by the senior executives in the life insurance firm in which he works. He gives them the key to his apartment and they give him the key to the executive washroom. They find a haven for their girls, and he finds a haven for his aspirations….

Then he falls in love. He falls in love with a girl who is on visiting terms with his apartment but not with him. Guess what happens...