Ragazze e giovanotti del 1890

A rich young man woos THE FLORODORA GIRL of his dreams -- but is he sincere?

For nearly 20 years, no other actress in America was the recipient of so much effort to make her a big movie star than Marion Davies. As mistress of the powerful media mogul, William Randolph Hearst, Davies appeared in one lavish film production after another. Hearst's seemingly bottomless pockets spared no expense and Marion lived like a queen both on screen and off. (Their huge California mansion, now called Hearst Castle, crowned a coastal estate of unstinted extravagance, while the saltwater sequence for FLORODORA GIRL was filmed in the waters in front of the enormous Santa Monica beach house Hearst built for her.)

Never one to put on airs, Davies won the hearts of her fans and the other Hollywood stars with her warm generosity and good spirits. On the screen Hearst preferred seeing her in heavy historical romances, but she much more enjoyed light comedy fare which better displayed her talents. Which is exactly what she does in FLORODORA GIRL, getting to sing & dance a little, playing a member of the famed sextet, looking for love with the right boy but not willing to compromise her morals in the search. Davies had been a Ziegfeld Follies Girl before being carried off by Hearst; the film poses a few questions about love and success which must have given Marion something to ponder.

Lawrence Gray, an important MGM musical comedy star at the beginning of the Sound Era, does well in his role as the vivacious society boy who learns a few things about maturity while wooing Davies. He had partnered with Marion before, in Silent & Sound pictures, and they have a good on-screen chemistry.

The supporting cast provide a few laughs: Walter Catlett, Louis John Bartels & Claud Allister as well-heeled stage door Johnnies; Ilka Chase & Vivian Oakland as aging, tough-as-nails Florodora Girls; Jed Prouty as Marion's alcoholic father; and George Chandler as her big-toothed cigar store boyfriend. That's Anita Louise who shows up very briefly as one of Gray's younger sisters.

MGM gave the film a nice feeling of the 1890's with its horseless carriages, puffed sleeve fashions and frequent songs. The early Technicolor with which the film closes is most pleasing to the eye.

Marion Davies is the last of the original New York Florodora Girls who hasn't married a millionaire. She's an unsophisticated girl, despite her surroundings. She has attracted numerous admirers of the masculine persuasion. Some of them have intentions that are less than honorable. However young Lawrence Grey has standing in the Four Hundred as well as a considerable fortune, and seems to love her sincerely.

Harry Beaumont directs his performers as always performing, playing sophisticates without any real sophistication. To an audience that was coming out of the Roaring Twenties into the Depression, with Warner Brothers about to plumb the pre-code depths of the gangster film, it might have been nostalgic for a bygone, simpler era. It certainly works that way for me, and the slightly degraded 2-strip Technicolor finale adds to the effect.

Nance O'Neil is charming in the unwelcome role of the mother telling Miss Davies toget her paws off her son. With Walter Catlett, Ilka Chase, Vivien Oakland, Jed Prouty, and of course George Chandler.

While not one of her most entertaining outings, "The Florodora Girl" has much to recommend it, especially in its musical interludes which a provide a feast of 1890's songs. Just about all these are well rendered by Miss Davies and chorus. Mr Gray, "who sings better than he talks" (as Mordaunt Hall aptly commented), has only the one number and irritatingly not only fails to join in singing the climactic, real Florodora hit, "Tell Me, Pretty Maiden", but actually louses it up. This is the way of the plot which tends to hamper the movie at every turn of its routine screws.

Some poorly contrived humorous interludes with over-enthusiastic Walter Catlett, and Harry Beaumont's rather routine, static and uninspired direction do little to help; but fortunately the movie offers plenty of visual compensations by way of its lavish sets and costumes, in addition to the aural appeal of its music score.

This is an interesting historical drama from the 1930's. It is set in 1890's about an unlucky Floradora girl named Daisy. In New York at the Floradora club, all of the chorus girls seem to be having the great fortune of snagging and marrying wealthy men, except the naive Daisy Dell played by Marion Davies. Her fellow dancers help her catch the eye of wealthy Jack Vibart (Lawrence Gray), using their "tricks"...think cramp in the water tricks.

The story goes beyond Daisy and Jack's initial romance as Jack looses his family's money, they break of their wedding...

The story is ok, but the real reason to watch this Marion Davies film is for the historical depictions...like the early automobile, beachside antics of the time...including a resuscitation, a football game in which wealthy attendees watch from their cars or carts, an amazing country picnic with a tree swing large enough for two and the Floradora performances themselves.

Maybe a must see for fans of either Marion Davies or the 1890's. I did enjoy that Jack's mother didn't have the typical disapproving role.

I've never seen a Marion Davies movie before. I had heard of her of course. Shacking up with that creep Hearst is skin crawling. She went for the money I guess.

But that aside, she was an excellent comedian actress. I was completely surprised when watching this film that Davies totally takes over your attention. Everyone in this film is a good actor but she lights up the screen in every scene she's in.

Her timing is flawless and her performance seems effortless. I had read that at social gatherings she was the life of the party and that Hearst couldn't take his eyes off of her. This movie kind of illustrates that.

I like to pick out the flaws of actors and movies because Hollywood is so self absorbed. But Davies was something else in this film.