Down Among the Sheltering Palms

Held for eventual release

Mitzi Gaynor's most famous movie role was playing a nurse in the terrific musical "South Pacific". Here in "Down Among the Sheltering Palms" you have a very similar situation...a tropical paradise currently occupied by American soldiers. But here, amazingly, one of the whitest looking actress in Hollywood, Gaynor, plays a native girl...which might explain why this movie isn't exactly famous. I am NOT saying this for concerns about political correctness...more that she was completely unconvincing in such a weird role. I felt bad for her as I watched, as she was too good for this part.

The film begins just after WWII. Captain Willoby (William Lundigan) has been given orders for him and his men...to occupy the tiny island of Midi in the Gilbert Islands. However, when they arrive, the Captain is given some orders he doesn't like...there's to be NO fraternization with the women. In other words, although the women are pretty and willing, the men are supposed to control themselves and look...but NOT touch. This becomes tougher for Willowby when an American woman (Jane Greer) arrives...and she's lovely and he's very interested in her. Soon, a lady reporter arrives...and she's very pretty, too! What are the frisky men to do?

The main problem I already mentioned. Gaynor and the other 'natives' sure aren't very nativey! On top of that, it's a musical of sorts but the songs are just okay at best...and a couple of the production numbers are downright silly! In fact, if you remove the songs and cast the islanders better, it would be a very enjoyable little comedy with mostly very good acting. Perhaps you can look past all this to look at the plot without the silly distractions!

Oddball cast fails to enliven unimaginative rip-off of SOUTH PACIFIC. Songs by the brilliant Harold Arlen and Ralph Blaine make little impression.

Mitzi Gaynor is amusingly miscast as a native Polynesian girl (with honey-colored hair?!)

Lundigan has about as much charisma as one of the coconuts Gaynor keeps dropping on his head (in real life, of course, a coconut falling on you could easily kill you). Still, the three women in the picture compete madly for his attentions while a pack of love-hungry G.I.s act really stupid every time they glimpse a woman's ankles.

Filmed in 1950 but not released till 1953 -- that suggests to me the studio knew it was a stinker.

OK, it isn't a masterpiece, but this forgotten little movie does have some something to offer. It's got three of the loveliest ladies working in movies at the time, and you get to see them in Technicolor! While it would have been nice to have a few more musical numbers for these talented women to sing, there are some good musical moments. Gloria DeHaven has a rendition of "All Of Me" that steams up the screen as much as anything Marilyn Monroe ever did, without being over the top. The title song only gets a brief treatment that makes you wonder why they didn't feature it as a full number. There are some funny scenes as the captain tries uncomfortably to avoid entanglements with these lovely ladies. The movie would have benefited from more location shooting to make the tropical island atmosphere more realistic, but they probably had a pretty limited budget. If you enjoy lighthearted musicals and service comedies, give this one a chance if you can catch it on Fox Movie Channel.

Lots of behind the screen talent takes a whack at what seems to be an attempt to make something to compete with the success of Rodgers & Hammerstein's SOUTH PACIFIC. They struggle with some unfortunately odd casting choices to produce a fitfully interesting, silly musical. We have Billy Gilbert and Mitzi Gaynor as Polynesians, William Lundigan and Jane Greer singing songs written by Harold Arlen and Ralph Blaine, and smirking Jack Paar as an army officer.

It's all an attempt to keep soldiers on Rest and Recreation on a delightful Polynesian island from fraternizing with the native girls, and Edmund Goulding fighting with a script by Claude Binyon -- whose writing talents were best expended on Abbott and Costello programmers -- to produce something interesting. The photography is the only part of the movie that can't be faulted: it's typical of the Fox musical style. It looks like it was planned for a Betty Grable musical but whatever her intended role was, it was recast. If you must watch this, see if you can spot Lee Marvin in the ensemble.