If anybody thought mark sandrich was a major factor in the wildly successful Rogers-Astaire musicals of the 1930s - Sandrich himself thought he was THE main driver - let them be completely disabused by this film.
Here we have some top-flight actors, given a moderately weak script and plenty of budget to make a film and Sandrich can't make anything out of it except complete failure. There's no motion and no emotion and in spite of a consistently fine acting job by Colbert, Sandrich can't get anything of value in the can.
The story is threadbare but that's never stopped great directors from making greatness out of things; Sandrich can't get it done and since he was also the producer we can see how valuable Berman was and Sandrich never was.
Here we have some top-flight actors, given a moderately weak script and plenty of budget to make a film and Sandrich can't make anything out of it except complete failure. There's no motion and no emotion and in spite of a consistently fine acting job by Colbert, Sandrich can't get anything of value in the can.
The story is threadbare but that's never stopped great directors from making greatness out of things; Sandrich can't get it done and since he was also the producer we can see how valuable Berman was and Sandrich never was.