Rich people moping around doing rich people things while feeling dismayed whether they'll ever find true love. They must have filmed this plot approximately 250 times during the 30s. Which was fine for the dirt farmers who wanted to find escapism at the movies.
But in 1953?? Did they figure a Technicolor remake would draw people who were already bored with the B&W idyot box?
This movie is quite an achievement by Mervyn LeRoy and the writers. They turned a leading man with as much effortless charm as Ricardo Montalban and turned him into an arrogant j3rk. Lana Turner has about as much feminine appeal here as Deborah Kerr; which is to say, none whatsoever. She comes across as a spoiled ball-b2ster.
Louis Calhern and John Lund bring their pencil moustaches in support. Jean Hagen can't act. Archer Macdonald is marginally amusing in his attempts to teach Turner how to speak Portuguese.
And lastly, for a so-called musical, the singing and dancing is insipid. With almost no romantic chemistry between the leads to salvage it.
But in 1953?? Did they figure a Technicolor remake would draw people who were already bored with the B&W idyot box?
This movie is quite an achievement by Mervyn LeRoy and the writers. They turned a leading man with as much effortless charm as Ricardo Montalban and turned him into an arrogant j3rk. Lana Turner has about as much feminine appeal here as Deborah Kerr; which is to say, none whatsoever. She comes across as a spoiled ball-b2ster.
Louis Calhern and John Lund bring their pencil moustaches in support. Jean Hagen can't act. Archer Macdonald is marginally amusing in his attempts to teach Turner how to speak Portuguese.
And lastly, for a so-called musical, the singing and dancing is insipid. With almost no romantic chemistry between the leads to salvage it.