Mark Sandrich directs Bing Crosby, Fred Astaire and Marjorie Reynolds in this musical where a nightclub singer opens up a country retreat that only hosts shows on holiday dates while his old partner tries to woo his newfound star attraction.
Just lovely. Apart from the blackface sequence and the toxic masculinity on display. And the montage of patriotic death machine construction. These things were not jarring back then. And in all honesty feel forgivable when snuggled up among all the niceness, warm mulled singing and pastoral razzmatazz here. Edith Head’s costuming of the ladies is spectacularly on point.