Title: Dreadful
Product review: I've lived long and seen more than my fair share of schmaltz and cornball, but the opening song and dance number in this film takes the cake. Crosby's lame jazz warblings and Astaire's embarrassingly dated footwork are enough to give you an undesired and unexpected second look at whatever meal you last ate. Absolutely dreadful. I find it impossible to imagine a crowd of intelligent people sitting in a theater and finding this film entertaining or enjoyable. Say what you will about the state of movie making today, but schlock like this makes you realize just how far the art form has evolved. If released today this abomination would rightly be hooted out of theaters.
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