To say that the film is thin on plot is to put it mildly.
We hear songs such as Etiquette, Singing in the Sun, that's right, not the rain, and House of Bamboo.
The Tahitian landscape is absolutely marvelous. Other than the scenery, the picture offers absolutely nothing.
Rita Moreno is absolutely unrecognizable and Minna Gombell is given little to do.
All of a sudden, ex-Ohio schoolteacher, Howard Keel, shows up in Tahiti to inherit a plantation from his uncle. Some plantation. It looks more like an urban shack, of the worst order. He inherits 3 children from out of nowhere. The excuse for getting these children is flimsy at best.
Esther Williams, his eventual love-partner, does her usual beautiful swimming, but it's all for naught. We're not exactly experiencing Bali Hai from "South Pacific."
Love conquers all, but still has a hard time with this absolutely nothing of a film.
We hear songs such as Etiquette, Singing in the Sun, that's right, not the rain, and House of Bamboo.
The Tahitian landscape is absolutely marvelous. Other than the scenery, the picture offers absolutely nothing.
Rita Moreno is absolutely unrecognizable and Minna Gombell is given little to do.
All of a sudden, ex-Ohio schoolteacher, Howard Keel, shows up in Tahiti to inherit a plantation from his uncle. Some plantation. It looks more like an urban shack, of the worst order. He inherits 3 children from out of nowhere. The excuse for getting these children is flimsy at best.
Esther Williams, his eventual love-partner, does her usual beautiful swimming, but it's all for naught. We're not exactly experiencing Bali Hai from "South Pacific."
Love conquers all, but still has a hard time with this absolutely nothing of a film.