When they say "they don't make 'em like that anymore", this is what they're referring to, kids. Ostrich feathers galore, and a riot of yellows and greens. Irving Berlin (who at last glance was of Hebraic extraction)brings you yet another theme song for yet another Christian holiday, and ain't that America? Fred Astaire, who I assume was a victim of a birth defect which left him with no bones in his body, puts that rubberized frame of his through the paces, and it's just a wonder to behold. The original Spider Man---accept no substitutions. Judy Garland never looked better and that signature voice of hers was one of those one-shot deals. As Antony once said, "When comes such another"? (Put her on the list with Janis, folks. We lost one of the good ones there.) Jules Munshin as the waiter hams it up and steals the movie during his scenes. Ann Miller kickin' it old school. Big bonnets. Big production numbers. Big fun.
Old Hollywood at its finest. A holiday tradition.
Old Hollywood at its finest. A holiday tradition.