The Beautiful Blonde from Bashful Bend is the last of Preston Sturges's American-made movies. It is also the wackiest of them all. It makes no sense and even the transitions from scene to scene have no flow whatsoever. Let me just post another user's review here and be done with it:
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Author: didi-5 from United Kingdom 14 October 2009 When you hear the name Preston Sturges you expect great things, but this isn't one of his best efforts. Yes, for the gentlemen viewer it has Betty Grable in a range of corsets playing a pseudo Annie Oakley, and for the ladies it has Rudy Vallee (admittedly rather past his prime). For comedy value it has the peerless Sterling Holloway, but this isn't his finest hour.
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Plotwise there isn't much here. Grable has an on-off relationship with Cesar Romero which sometimes causes her to go off toting a gun. Twice in a row Porter Hall's judge is in the way, and off she goes on the run with her Mexican friend to impersonate a schoolteacher. And that's it.
There's a couple of songs, but Grable and Vallee's musical talents are wasted and the only real pull of this film is the fact it is in Technicolor. Given the number of second-rate features which were at the time this was made, that's no draw. And even Grable misses her target here.
Wait, there is one thing that was sort of funny: Grable's (and sometimes Romero's) girlfriend in the movie is a girl named Conchita (Olga San Juan) who—due to her dark complexion—plays a Mexican who is often mistaken as an American Indian. She didn't seem to mind which ethnic group people mistook her for, she would just go along with it: She was willing to wear a feather in her hair or argue with Romero in Spanish— whatever.....(this is the sort of slap-stick barnyard humor so prevalent in this movie)
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Author: didi-5 from United Kingdom 14 October 2009 When you hear the name Preston Sturges you expect great things, but this isn't one of his best efforts. Yes, for the gentlemen viewer it has Betty Grable in a range of corsets playing a pseudo Annie Oakley, and for the ladies it has Rudy Vallee (admittedly rather past his prime). For comedy value it has the peerless Sterling Holloway, but this isn't his finest hour.
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Plotwise there isn't much here. Grable has an on-off relationship with Cesar Romero which sometimes causes her to go off toting a gun. Twice in a row Porter Hall's judge is in the way, and off she goes on the run with her Mexican friend to impersonate a schoolteacher. And that's it.
There's a couple of songs, but Grable and Vallee's musical talents are wasted and the only real pull of this film is the fact it is in Technicolor. Given the number of second-rate features which were at the time this was made, that's no draw. And even Grable misses her target here.
Wait, there is one thing that was sort of funny: Grable's (and sometimes Romero's) girlfriend in the movie is a girl named Conchita (Olga San Juan) who—due to her dark complexion—plays a Mexican who is often mistaken as an American Indian. She didn't seem to mind which ethnic group people mistook her for, she would just go along with it: She was willing to wear a feather in her hair or argue with Romero in Spanish— whatever.....(this is the sort of slap-stick barnyard humor so prevalent in this movie)