Slightly French

Don Ameche was on the decline in his career and Dorothy Lamour still trying to acheive stardom outside those "Road" movies when this movie was made. It tries to borrow from Ameche's earlier hits with Alice Faye but the formula does not work here because Lamour is no Faye. And she is expected to carry it. Supporting performances from Page and Kennard is good but not enough. If it were made today, it would make a good video rental.

To totally disagree with the previous reviewers, I think that this, together with all other early Sirk movies I've seen, is nothing short of staggering. Filled with one-liners worthy of a Howard Hawks/Ben Hecht movie, it's not only early evidence of Sirk's genius for space and light and shadow, but also a highly sophisticated and perverse rendition of the Pygmalion theme. It's a measure of Sirk's genius that the characters, though formulaic, spring to life as in a Greek tragedy - or a Raoul Walsh, CB de Mille etc. movie- through the sheer strength of stereotype. Here, as elsewhere, Sirk is a bit like Frank Sinatra: cool and detached on surface, but revealing underneath the filth and the fury ;> I saw it today (6APR07) at the Film Forum NYC and it blew me away. Someone release it in DVD fast, it's an (to my knowledge) unsung masterpiece.

Don Ameche seemed to get typecast as a lying flop in his movies, whether it was as an unsuccessful success coach who lies to his pupil in The Magnificent Dope, a newspaper man who has to rent a wife to impress his family oriented boss in Guest Wife, or a press agent who passes a carnival dancer off as a French actress so he doesn't lose his job at the studio in Slightly French. Maybe he owes it all to playing Stephen Foster, who was notoriously unsuccessful until his death.

You can find some laughs in this movie, especially if you're a Dorothy Lamour fan. Adele Jergens has a small part in the beginning as a French diva who walks off the set in the middle of a big production number. Desperate to replace her with another French actress, director Willard Parker and press agent Don Ameche go on a hunt. Don finds the versatile Dorothy working different jobs at a carnival and pulls a "Henry Higgins" by giving her a crash course in French high society.

For me, the movie became pretty irritating after a while. Dorothy gets a crush on Don while he's Eliza Doolittle-ing her, but you don't really understand why since he's always yelling at her and criticizing her. Instead of letting him know how much he's hurt her feelings, she yells right back. With the constant bickering and dysfunctional relationship, it gives you very little to root for.

Adorable movie with some beautifully shot scenes. I enjoyed it and my benchmark for this category is the Tracy-Hepburn movies. It is entertaining because of the period decor, costume. The plot is one of a romantic comedy.

It begins like Detlef Sierck's "das Hofkonzert.";in both movies ,the star is no longer available and they need a replacement ;music and dance make almost 50% of the movie in both although the German one was operetta .There the comparison ends.

It's a carnival dancer ,a would be folies bergères ex-artist who will play the part ; then the script turns Bernard Shaw's "Pygmalion" : her manners are not adequate , her grammar is worse ,so he asks a teacher to use phonetics to make a duchess out of the Flower Girl. Dancing ,singing and glamour are no problem for Miss Lamour , who even tries to live up to her so called reputation by learning a little bit of French (one can hear her utter "n'est-ce pas? " (in French,there's no problem with don't it ?and doesn't it ?,for it translates everything) ,"bonjour monsieur" ;hence the title .

But wouldn't Mary O'Leary lose her whole identity in the process when she became Rochelle Olivia ? And eventually won't his creator(Don amèche) be caught out at his own game ?

As it often happens in Douglas Sirk's imitation of life, reality and performances (the row between the director and his star) are difficult to distinguish;in his book , "exquisite ironies and magnificent obsessions ", Tom Ryan points out that his happy endings are often ironical and double-entendre.