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Typical MGM treatment. Not much plot but the musical numbers are beautifully staged and the whole production is much more enjoyable than the Astaire-Rogers version. Grayson and Keel blend well in their duets and Ann Miller is in top form. Marge and Gower Champion have a field day in their roles and certainly deserve the praises they received during their time together. Red Skelton was always a class act and this role is no exception.

This was a remake of the RKO Astaire-Rogers pastiche ROBERTA (1935), but it had its own merits. MGM used its 'Jack Cummings' unit of talent- most of the alumnae from SHOW BOAT and KISS ME KATE- to perform here. Howard Keel and Kathryn Grayson represent the singing couple (Irene Dunne essayed the role originally in ROBERTA, but her mate was the non-singing Randolph Scott), and do very nice renditions of the songs 'The Touch of Your Hand' and their witty first duet, 'You're Devastating.' The dancing couple was none other than Marge & Gower Champion, married in real life and presenting the dances with a bit more romance. They first dance to the call-and-response ditty 'I Won't Dance' in a fitting room with mannequins on wheels. Later, in an after-hours café, they discover they are falling in love and dance to an instrumental version of 'Smoke Gets In Your Eyes-' particularly breathtaking because it is staged as a love scene instead of a performance, and it makes the most of a dreamy, starry-night set piece, of which the dance floor is put to a great deal of use in its climax when the Champions swing each other around in romantic pirouettes. Finally, there is Red Skelton assuming the role of the actual salon heir, cutting up on a piano rag and narrating the gargantuan fashion show finale. The remake includes a sexier version of 'I'll Be Hard to Handle' tapped out by Ann Miller, and 'new' songs 'Tomorrow Night' and 'Lafayette.'

Lovely to Look At (Mervyn LeRoy, 1952) is a remake of the Randolph Scott and Irene Dunne romance Roberta that trims and polishes Alice Duer Miller's plot, reworks the musical numbers and winds up a whole lot more satisfying. It's also something of a dry-run for the phenomenal Kiss Me Kate (the source play of which is referenced in the script) uniting three of that movie's stars a year ahead of time: tenor Howard Keel, soprano Kathryn Grayson and curvy tap dancer Ann Miller. The toothy Keel, my mum's favourite movie star, plays an aspiring Broadway producer, trying to get a new musical off the ground. When his fellow impresario, comic Red Skelton, inherits Parisian dress shop Roberta's, they and pal Gower Champion decide they'll sell up and splash the cash on their stage show – until they catch a look of the tasty co-owners (Grayson and Marge Champion).

The film dispenses with much of its predecessor's plottiness, using Roberta's as a metaphor, rather than thinking a dress shop is massively important in itself. Howard Keel is more like Coward Heel, you see, and the selfish showman needs to learn how to do right by his friends, and the gownerie they hold so dear. Keel, who went stratospheric after Annie Get Your Gun and starred in several key musicals of the period, including Calamity Jane and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, had a wonderful voice and fair comic instincts, but appeared to lack dramatic range. That's not necessarily true, evidenced by his commanding performance in Kiss Me Kate, but he was one-dimensional unless otherwise encouraged. Skelton is asked to truly act, as well as provide the usual buffoonery, and his scenes of heartbreak contrast nicely with his over-the-top comic shenanigans. As Ben Stiller and Adam Sandler (see Punch-Drunk Love) would after him, he finds a sentimental dramatic groove through intelligent underplaying, and confounds expectations. He still puts paper in his ears and shoots a woman's fur, though, if you're worried. Skelton also has the funniest line of the picture, reminiscing about the girl he "could have married". In support, Kurt Kasznar is the pick, playing the buffoonish Max, who holds hidden depths. The way he approaches a business meeting is hilarious.

Roberta featured the incomparable Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers as cinema's most attractive second leads. They're replaced here by husband-and-wife dance team, Marge and Gower Champion. MGM apparently planned to remake all of Fred and Ginger's movies using the married hoofers, but this was the only one to come to fruition. They offer a pair of brilliant dance numbers, the joyous I Won't Dance – which is all done in one take – and a spot in the finale that sees them scrapping over a diamond bracelet. I was really taken with their agility, slinkiness and easy on-screen chemistry. The best number of all, though, is from Ann Miller, whose Hard to Handle is an absolute knockout: the leggy hoofer shoving aside wolfish admirers in a display of shimmering bravado. It could barely be more different from Ginger Rogers' version back in '35, which was performed in a heavy Russian accent, into a standing mic. Lafayette, a jaunty number that sees the three male leads bouncing around Paris, is great fun. The film also allows Grayson and Keel – never the most enthusiastic dancers – to stick to their strong suits and bellow two American standards introduced by Roberta. The title tune is sung by Keel, while Grayson does a touching reading of Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, which is modestly staged and perhaps performed at the wrong time, but lovely to listen to.

Several of these performers would scale greater heights the following year in the dizzyingly, dazzlingly inventive Kiss Me Kate. While Lovely to Look At isn't in that league, it remains an accomplished slice of high-grade entertainment, complete with some eye-popping numbers.

Trivia note: As well as leaning on Roberta, the film borrows a couple of tricks from an MGM classic of decades past: Ninotchka, which was also set in Paris. Grayson's straight-faced recollection of stats about the Eiffel Tower is taken straight from that masterpiece, while the shot of Keel upon his return is pure Lubitsch.

...the reviews for Lovely To Look At really expose how much even classic Hollywood films can't bring joy to grownup children who can't enjoy a piece of entertainment for itself, but must keep comparing it to something long past, which is about as typically (and sadly) "status-quo" in this pathetic world we now live in as I can imagine ("make Hollywood great agin"?). I love the film 'Roberta' too - it's one of the Astaire-Rodgers films, so that's almost an automatic; the fact it stars Irene Dunne is a great bonus in my book - But reviews of 'Roberta' belong on the 'Roberta' page. 'Lovely To Look At' is its own thing entirely.

You've got the great singer Kathryn Grayson, the great dancers Ann Miller and Marge & Gower Champion, the fine musical star Howard Keel -who, like Red Skelton, really seems to bother modern (tiny) minds - and some great numbers (including Smoke Gets In Your Eyes, sung beautifully by Grayson), and "I won't Dance" with the Champions. But if you insist, let's keep the reviews about actors that were in the film this was BASED on, but not actual In this one; smart! None of these gorgeously-performed numbers make me long for 'Roberta', which, again, is a completely different production , its own thing. And one final note...

The number of sad, pathetic whiners who seem to genuinely hate the late, great Red Skelton is Mind-boggling. One self-professed genius reviewer chalked this up to MGM pandering to "the Midwest", which is about as arrogant an attitude for a supposed classic Hollywood film lover as I can imagine - if you hate condescending to "middlebrow" tastes so much, I can't imagine why you ever thought you'd enjoy ANY classic Hollywood films; if you must take such an antipathetic stance against the "corn" (some of us consider it a selling point, not something to simply "put up with"; ESPECIALLY MGM, which was run by the family-obsessed Louis B Mayer, whom I suspect I'd have a lot of disagreements with, but damn I do love the films, even Andy Hardy, which I'm absolutely SURE you are all "Above" enjoying, so back to my main rant...) I'd suggest you stick with more modern fare. Superhero films just might be for you. Maybe some modern filmmaker can tap-dance for you all. It strikes me now how brilliant the line "Here we are now, entertain us" is. That's the attitude of today's spoiled society; don't produce anything, just whine and complain about what we do have, and those who are actually doing things (worse, complain about stuff from 70y ago). Wow, a stance against a comedian from 75 years ago - how BRAVE. There ARE comedians who get on my nerves, but I appreciate them ALL, because it's tough to perform for an audience (as the man said, "Hell is other people"; your whining about ol' Red is at least partly the reason the statement remains true about humanity; I can't think of any reason a modern audience should dislike Red Skelton, except the fact that he comes across as genuinely decent, which of course whiny malcontents cannot possibly understand in a comedian; no cheap shots?!? Shocking; oooohhh my pearls!), and it's REALLY tough to be funny for an audience of diverse people. So while I despise all critics, i have special contempt for any moron who feels the need to savage a long-dead comedian, especially a great guy such as Red Skelton always seems to me to have been. There are many worse old Hollywood people Much more Deserving of your ire than Red Skelton, but you're all so entitled, so I don't expect you'd bother to think about that. His big sin is that he's not funny to you NOW (70 years later; shocking that comedy isn't exactly The same as it was then... hmm). Again, in closing, I recommend the marvel universe for you too-smart-for-a-70-year-old-film "coastal elites" lol. The guy came from VAUDEVILLE, a now-extinct form of entertainment. Look it up.

And if you downvote my review as "not helpful" I will consider it an honor. Thanks for reading. Enjoy your hair.

Neither the RKO 1935 version of Roberta or MGM's 1952 Lovely To Look At are anything like the original show on Broadway. RKO eschewed a male lead singer opposite Irene Dunne and went with Randolph Scott. In and of itself that necessitated change as the vocal chores got divided up between Irene Dunne and Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers who were the secondary leads. In that version it was Scott who inherited the Parisian dress shop and romanced a woman who managed the place named Stephanie played by Dunne.

Stephanie played by Kathryn Grayson is still running the dress shop known as Madame Roberta's. But here it's Red Skelton who inherits half the place from his late aunt. He's partners in an act with Howard Keel and Gower Champion and they want him to sell his half so that they can get the money for a Broadway show. The three of them have to cut Ann Miller in on the deal just to get passage over to Paris.

Of course it's Keel who Grayson pairs off with and in doing so the film comes into balance vocally as the stage show did. Getting the dance numbers are Marge and Gower Champion, Marge playing Grayson's younger sister.

I think I can see the way the minds worked at MGM. In 1950 they copped the Best Picture Oscar for An American In Paris with a nice Parisian setting. Then the following year, Keel, Grayson, and the Champions were in a remake of another Jerome Kern classic Showboat which did very well. What to do, but combine all that in a Jerome Kern show that's Parisian based in Roberta. Besides why let all those expensive sets recreating Paris go to waste.

Also the fashion show finale was absolutely inspired by the fantasy ballet from An American In Paris. But the fantasy of Kelly in that film is replaced by a surreal reenactment of Jimmy Durante's famous line of 'everybody's getting into the act'.

Sometimes these things work and sometimes they don't. In this case the sum was definitely not greater than its parts. Howard Keel in his memoirs said that he felt that Mervyn LeRoy did not do right by him in this film that he had to make up his own interpretation of his character. Maybe LeRoy had too loose a hand and the film needed an overall creative genius like Gene Kelly.