Bing Crosby! Jane Wyman! Alexis Smith! Franchot Tone! And directed by ...(wait for it)...Frank Capra!! What could be wrong with this picture? As it turns out, just about everything. This is a perfect example of how so many wonderfully talented ingredients can produce a stinker. As usual, the writing seems to be the main culprit. The script seems to be swinging for comedic home runs in nearly every scene but spends no time building the characters or their rapport. And speaking of the characters, sheesh! Mostly shrill, self-centered and un-charming. Jane Wyman comes of as a harpy while Bing just sings (un-memorable tunes). Meanwhile Tone and Smith spend most of their time as bystanders. Each character just seems to be doing his/her own thing. This was very surprising to see in a Frank Capra film.
Yes, I realize that audiences had panned this dud long before I was even born. But for newcomers...watch this only to see a contrast example of how all the best ingredients can be cooked to create an indigestible dish.
Yes, I realize that audiences had panned this dud long before I was even born. But for newcomers...watch this only to see a contrast example of how all the best ingredients can be cooked to create an indigestible dish.