Movie Review: "Carefree"

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This morning I watched "Carfree" "Carefree", in which Fred plays a psychologist and Ginger plays the Mixed Up Woman Who Can't Commit To Her Man. She falls in love with Fred's character, hilarity ensues. (Police baton through plate window; bouncing dinner-rolls off a judge... In the last 15 minutes, Fred's character makes a play to try and have her *knocked out with a fist* so he can "talk to her subconscious." Erm, yeah.)

The dancing was superb- and the songs are good. And Fred and Ginger do extremely well with what they were given in terms of plot. I think the writers were smoking... hashish, or whatever the good stuff was in 1938. The plot makes no sense, and it's only a small win to see Fred tap-dance with golf-clubs on a green.

One of the extras on the DVD is a wacky short (20min) called Public Jitterbug No. 1. Its premise is that Jitterbug dancing is anti-American, a menace to society, and the G-men go after the "man" at the top of the Jitterbug syndicate. Or something like that. It's sort of funny, in a difficult-to-figure ironic way, and has good tap-dancing as well.

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[morgan-starfire.livejournal.com]

A few years ago, Sue and I went through a Katharine Hepburn and Co. phase, where went back through a bunch of her stuff, and rented movies one or both of us hadn't seen (and some we'd both seen, but not for a while).

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner is still a good movie, and hilariously funny, but definitely contrived.

In spite of it being a tradition at my college and in spite of living in the Philly area for 15 years, I'd never seen Philadelphia Story, so we watched that. As you say, the writers did a good job with what they were given for plot, but the folks who gave that to them were definitely smoking... something. :) Talk about contrived! But very funny.