QUICKIE: Rags to riches Cinderella story with a chorus girl and a Scottish millionaire.
PLOT: Late for work on a stage show, Janet Jones (Vera-Ellen) thumbs a ride with a millionaires' chauffeur. The chauffeurs' delivery of Jones' forgotten handbag backstage leads everyone to conclude Jones is dating the town's millionaire. The producer, desperate for financial backing, makes Jones the star of the show and sets up press interviews for her. The millionaire comes to confront Jones about some purchases mistakenly charged to him through the mix up, and through a case of mistaken identity, Miss Jones believes the millionaire is the news reporter. Courting ensues, with the millionaire eventually falling for the girl, backing the show and saving the day just when the truth comes out.
SUMMARY: Cesar Romero is completely intolerable as the frantic, constantly screaming insulting producer. I had to turn the sound down a few times because I just could not tolerate listening to any more of his shrill screaming insults at people. They were trying for humour and didn't even get close. Why more people didn't quit that job they weren't being paid for is beyond my tolerance level, but most scenarios in these films are situations that no one would ever tolerate today. Suspension of reality is always necessary in these films and here it's no different.
The story is sweet, the dance numbers are good. Vera-Ellen is a fantastic dancer. David Niven is David Niven again. Really, is he ever anything different than what he always is? A saltine cracker with a British accent. He's no Charles Boyer. Of course, no one is. All in all, it's good, wholesome entertainment.
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