Title: Pardon MGM's French
Product review: Thanks to its lengthy ballet finale, visual homage to French painters and Gershwin score, some people (or at least Oscar voters) apparently mistook this for some kind of high art in the early Fifties. Today, it is simply hoity-toity snob torture of the worst kind and damn near unwatchable. Kind of telling that whenever the movie is excerpted in tributes today, the only scene you ever see is a few minutes of that endless dance sequence at the end. Begs the question: If this movie is so great, how come they can never find any other compelling clip?
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