A soothing comedy with Grace Bradley, R. Pryor, W. Newell and Kolker; and a reminder of the art of a beautiful B movie.
I have found it refreshing, amusing and good-natured. The storyline doesn't lend itself to theories about the fate, etc., instead it merely assumes the known facts about showbiz.
The composer's sidekick was a dependable character actor (who knew to make funny the scenes he had), as was Kolker as well, here playing a showbiz tycoon, tough, unsparing and craggy. As for Pryor, he was an odd lead, although at least partly meant so: loser and trite unlucky man, which also makes him more plausible as a discouraged composer, than as a slick reporter; on the other hand, he was also unlikable, openly ugly, and unconvincing as the ladies' darling. Grace Bradley's role deserves apart praises; her style was robust, and she upstages the others.
Anyway, the actress and the composer are an odd match.
This comedy has grim _despisers; it's very unfair.
I have found it refreshing, amusing and good-natured. The storyline doesn't lend itself to theories about the fate, etc., instead it merely assumes the known facts about showbiz.
The composer's sidekick was a dependable character actor (who knew to make funny the scenes he had), as was Kolker as well, here playing a showbiz tycoon, tough, unsparing and craggy. As for Pryor, he was an odd lead, although at least partly meant so: loser and trite unlucky man, which also makes him more plausible as a discouraged composer, than as a slick reporter; on the other hand, he was also unlikable, openly ugly, and unconvincing as the ladies' darling. Grace Bradley's role deserves apart praises; her style was robust, and she upstages the others.
Anyway, the actress and the composer are an odd match.
This comedy has grim _despisers; it's very unfair.