Only the musical number by the fabulous Dorsey band as well as the playing of Ms. Scott and wonderful singing by Lena Horne are about the only 2 saving graces of this rather silly film.
The trouble here is the far too many sub-plots. We have Red Skelton pursuing entertainer Eleanor Powell. She marries him when she discovers infidelity on the part of her boyfriend. A dancer with a pants presser? Sounds silly enough but they don't take the plot far enough. Instead, we have John Hodiak as a player in a show who is really a Nazi saboteur ready to blow up the theater area which is next to some important valuables.
Some of the Skelton-Powell skits are way overdone.
While we may have needed films like this in war-time, some of this is just too silly to imagine.
The trouble here is the far too many sub-plots. We have Red Skelton pursuing entertainer Eleanor Powell. She marries him when she discovers infidelity on the part of her boyfriend. A dancer with a pants presser? Sounds silly enough but they don't take the plot far enough. Instead, we have John Hodiak as a player in a show who is really a Nazi saboteur ready to blow up the theater area which is next to some important valuables.
Some of the Skelton-Powell skits are way overdone.
While we may have needed films like this in war-time, some of this is just too silly to imagine.