Eddie, Joan, George and Constance - when did the, now codified, tradition of comics using their real given names for their characters really get started? Latter day examples abound, from Lucy and Ricky, to Everybody Loves Raymond. When did this really get started? Al Jolson's characters were sometimes named "Al" going back into the 1920s. Here the time honored tradition is used four-fold for the quartet of stars in this picture.
George Doane (George Murphy) is a successful burlesque performer who meets Eddie Martin (Eddie Cantor) backstage at an amateur night after George's performance. They hit it off, click and team up to be a hard-working and successful duo. Along the way, they meet a sister act, Joan Mason (Joan Davis) and Constance Ford (Constance Moore). George woos Constance relentlessly, while the four join forces as a show business four-some and eventually George and Constance marry. Joan, early on, sets her sights on Eddie who spends the rest of the picture evading her, providing a steady running joke throughout the picture.
This four person troupe hits the road and life's ups, and its downs of melodramatic proportions, befall them along the way, some of which are surprisingly serious for such a light and breezy story. All's well that ends well and Eddie and Joan, who do yeoman's duty applying all of the comedic heavy lifting, put a brilliant button on the proceedings at the curtain's close.
En route, we are treated to some real classics of Tin Pan Alley, and earlier, tunesmithery. No new songs, but some familiar chestnuts as well as a couple from Eddie Cantor's quiver such as "Making' Whoopee" and "I Don't Want To Get Well", among other American favorites, such as "Dinah", "I Want A Girl (Just Like The Girl Who Married Dear Old Dad)" and even a comic vaudeville treatment of the famous Sextette from Lucy (Lucia di Lammermoor). The charming "It Had To Be You" is sung multiple times, by both romantic leads and woven throughout the score, even converted to a minor mode for the sad moments, and generally is the signature tune for the romance angle of George and Constance throughout the story, from their first meeting to their final reconciliation. The musical numbers are by and large very entertaining and make up the best of this little sojourn through early 20c show business.
The "Dinah" number is done in cringe-worthy black-face, though, I must say, if one could ever say such a thing, that it was somehow done elegantly. Cantor and Murphy come out in black-face but smartly dressed in beautiful white satin top hats and tails and present the song nicely and, the black-face notwithstanding, with much dignity. Overall, certainly much better than the troubling treatments of such numbers as "Goin' To Heaven On A Mule" from "Wonder Bar" (1934) or "Abraham" from "Holiday Inn" (1939). Really, the black-face could have been left out, save for the flimsy justification that historically, in the time period of the story, pre-WWI vaudeville, this style of performance would typically have been in evidence. It's regrettable and I wouldn't have missed it at all if the number had been done without the black-face makeup. For today's audience, it is a screaming distraction at the very least and easily much more offensive than any supposed value it might add.
Interspersed between the musical numbers are many opportunities for Eddie Cantor's marvelous comedic schtick and Joan Davis' wisecracks and physical gags. They are hilarious and play off of each other very well. Cantor and Davis keep one watching when the story begins to bog down.
And bogging down the proceedings are the romantic leads, Constance Moore and George Murphy. Murphy comes across as a little too thinly veneered and lightweight in the acting skills department to really carry the melodrama quotient to any meaningfully felt level. The George Doane character comes across as likable enough though he simply cannot evince any great pathos that might move the viewer to feel anything much in the way of empathy. Constance Moore was, sadly, very disappointing. She comes across as rather cold and cross too much of the time without giving much in the way of a warm and loving payoff, much needed and sorely lacking, to allow the audience to fall in love with her as well as to bring this story all the way home to its happy conclusion.
The story, lacking much meat on its bones, doesn't give us thoughtful lead-ins or transitions through the many ups and downs of our four-some on the boards. Some plot turns come seemingly from out of nowhere and are as such rather jarring, leaving the viewer puzzled. It is almost as if the writers decided "okay, now we have to have boy lose girl" without first laying much in the way of proper groundwork. The wrap up feels slapped on and the happy ending comes too easily for the audience to feel that the characters earned it, but, by the end, all surely is well that ends well.
In the final reckoning, what makes this film a delight to watch and a fine relic worthy of being preserved is that we get another opportunity, with better and more modern production values than were available in the early 1930s, to see Eddie Cantor masterfully work through some comic business and it is his contributions, along with those of Joan Davis, which really make this film a must see - right up to the curtain's close!
I give this a generous 8 out of 10 stars largely on the strength of this being one more rare example to be able to see Cantor work his magic.
George Doane (George Murphy) is a successful burlesque performer who meets Eddie Martin (Eddie Cantor) backstage at an amateur night after George's performance. They hit it off, click and team up to be a hard-working and successful duo. Along the way, they meet a sister act, Joan Mason (Joan Davis) and Constance Ford (Constance Moore). George woos Constance relentlessly, while the four join forces as a show business four-some and eventually George and Constance marry. Joan, early on, sets her sights on Eddie who spends the rest of the picture evading her, providing a steady running joke throughout the picture.
This four person troupe hits the road and life's ups, and its downs of melodramatic proportions, befall them along the way, some of which are surprisingly serious for such a light and breezy story. All's well that ends well and Eddie and Joan, who do yeoman's duty applying all of the comedic heavy lifting, put a brilliant button on the proceedings at the curtain's close.
En route, we are treated to some real classics of Tin Pan Alley, and earlier, tunesmithery. No new songs, but some familiar chestnuts as well as a couple from Eddie Cantor's quiver such as "Making' Whoopee" and "I Don't Want To Get Well", among other American favorites, such as "Dinah", "I Want A Girl (Just Like The Girl Who Married Dear Old Dad)" and even a comic vaudeville treatment of the famous Sextette from Lucy (Lucia di Lammermoor). The charming "It Had To Be You" is sung multiple times, by both romantic leads and woven throughout the score, even converted to a minor mode for the sad moments, and generally is the signature tune for the romance angle of George and Constance throughout the story, from their first meeting to their final reconciliation. The musical numbers are by and large very entertaining and make up the best of this little sojourn through early 20c show business.
The "Dinah" number is done in cringe-worthy black-face, though, I must say, if one could ever say such a thing, that it was somehow done elegantly. Cantor and Murphy come out in black-face but smartly dressed in beautiful white satin top hats and tails and present the song nicely and, the black-face notwithstanding, with much dignity. Overall, certainly much better than the troubling treatments of such numbers as "Goin' To Heaven On A Mule" from "Wonder Bar" (1934) or "Abraham" from "Holiday Inn" (1939). Really, the black-face could have been left out, save for the flimsy justification that historically, in the time period of the story, pre-WWI vaudeville, this style of performance would typically have been in evidence. It's regrettable and I wouldn't have missed it at all if the number had been done without the black-face makeup. For today's audience, it is a screaming distraction at the very least and easily much more offensive than any supposed value it might add.
Interspersed between the musical numbers are many opportunities for Eddie Cantor's marvelous comedic schtick and Joan Davis' wisecracks and physical gags. They are hilarious and play off of each other very well. Cantor and Davis keep one watching when the story begins to bog down.
And bogging down the proceedings are the romantic leads, Constance Moore and George Murphy. Murphy comes across as a little too thinly veneered and lightweight in the acting skills department to really carry the melodrama quotient to any meaningfully felt level. The George Doane character comes across as likable enough though he simply cannot evince any great pathos that might move the viewer to feel anything much in the way of empathy. Constance Moore was, sadly, very disappointing. She comes across as rather cold and cross too much of the time without giving much in the way of a warm and loving payoff, much needed and sorely lacking, to allow the audience to fall in love with her as well as to bring this story all the way home to its happy conclusion.
The story, lacking much meat on its bones, doesn't give us thoughtful lead-ins or transitions through the many ups and downs of our four-some on the boards. Some plot turns come seemingly from out of nowhere and are as such rather jarring, leaving the viewer puzzled. It is almost as if the writers decided "okay, now we have to have boy lose girl" without first laying much in the way of proper groundwork. The wrap up feels slapped on and the happy ending comes too easily for the audience to feel that the characters earned it, but, by the end, all surely is well that ends well.
In the final reckoning, what makes this film a delight to watch and a fine relic worthy of being preserved is that we get another opportunity, with better and more modern production values than were available in the early 1930s, to see Eddie Cantor masterfully work through some comic business and it is his contributions, along with those of Joan Davis, which really make this film a must see - right up to the curtain's close!
I give this a generous 8 out of 10 stars largely on the strength of this being one more rare example to be able to see Cantor work his magic.