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As a big Laurel and Hardy fan, I rented "Riding High" out of curiosity: Oliver Hardy makes a rare solo appearance here. Ollie is funny in his short cameo role, but his appearance is certainly not the only reason to see this film. To my surprise, I actually enjoyed this movie quite a bit.

Of course, I shouldn't have been too surprised. "Riding High" is directed by Frank Capra ("It's a Wonderful Life") and stars Bing Crosby. Briefly, Bing is a down-on-his-luck horse trainer trying to hit the big time with his one last chance: A horse named Broadway Bill. Yes, in many ways this is your typical sports underdog movie. There are, however, twists along the way. In fact, what happens in "the big race at the end" may very well take you by surprise.

A warning: This is the year 1950 and the "traditional" roles of men and women, not to mention blacks and whites, are clearly defined. If you can look beyond that, "Riding High" is a fun time.

Frank Capra did not particularly like his film Broadway Bill. It's chief problem was that Warner Baxter did not like horses and it showed. He got to re-make it with a man who loved horses. Bing at the track was a natural fit.

One of the great subjects for Crosby jokes was sports. Bing's golf and his racehorses and after he bought a quarter interest in the Pittsburgh Pirates, baseball. For awhile Bing owned a percentage of DelMar race- track.

This story is sooooo right for Crosby, I only wish he'd made it with Capra back in 1935. Capra had Paramount buy the film from Columbia and then actually was able to hire just about the entire cast from Broadway Bill to repeat their scenes with Crosby and the other players who had since passed away. The only criticism I have is I wish he could have gotten Myrna Loy from MGM.

Good Van Heusen-Burke score. Sunshine Cake became one of Bing's million sellers, a great addition to his group of upbeat philosophical numbers. My favorite number however was his version of De Camptown Races, sung while walking Broadway Bill to the track for the big race, accompanied by a gang of kids.

This film is Capra casting at its best. My favorites are Raymond Walburn and William Demarest. Demarest is one of the few of the replacement cast since Lynne Overman had died the year before. Also watch for Oliver Hardy, he has a bit that is memorable.

I had long wanted to see this picture, manly because it's the last one of a certain rotund comedian who's usually known as part of a famous team and who I found as hilarious as usual. The picture itself, with Bing Crosby putting his usual charms to good use, is a lark especially with the rest of the supporting cast in tow. Leading lady Coleen Gray is fine as Crosby's main muse, Clarence Muse is divine as the trainer, William Demarest is his usual lovably grouchy self, among others in the fine cast which includes director Frank Capra's veterans from my favorite movie of his, It's a Wonderful Life: Charles Lane and Ward Bond. The songs are entertaining especially when Bing, Clarence, and Coleen sing that classic "Camptown Races". Nothing more to say except, Riding High gets a high recommendation from me.

A lovely remake of the director's own Broadway Bill, Riding High is full to the brim with comedy, action and romance. We don't get Myrna Loy this time (shame!), but Capra's handling is as adept as ever and he even allows Bing to sing a handful of trackside standards! Whilst the film cannot match the very best Capra/Riskin collaborations, it is nevertheless great fun, with Bing perfectly cast in the lead. My only complaint is in the over-abundance of stock footage from Broadway Bill (presumably due to financial constraints).

Sheer escapism, with a decent moral and lovely performances all round. Leave your cynicism at the door and you should have a ball!

Frank Capra's creativity must have been just about spent by the time he made this film. While it has a few charming moments, and many wonderful performers, Capra's outright recycling of not just the script but considerable footage from his first version of this story, Broadway Bill (1934), is downright shoddy. It is understandable that he would re-use footage from the climactic horse race, which is thrilling. But he uses entire dialogue scenes with minor actors, then brings back those actors and apparently expects us not to notice, for example, that Ward Bond is 14 years older! Unless you want to see one of the last appearances of Oliver Hardy, skip this one and watch Broadway Bill instead.