La Fièvre du swing

Kay Kyser is an aspiring composer with the gift of an "evil eye" that allows him to put people in a trance. He gets mixed up with gruff boxing manager William Gargan and his girlfriend Marilyn Maxwell. A rare outing where Kyser plays a character that isn't himself. It might be the only one come to think of it. The evil eye scenes are silly fun. The musical numbers are good. The best parts of the movie are Kyser's interactions with his regular bandmates, who in this play a swing band that is reluctantly saddled with Kyser's more classical oriented composer. Harry James and Tommy Dorsey also have a funny cameo with the film's biggest laugh. Despite a solid cast offering support, this one is little more than a passable time-killer.

I love the "big band" musicals of the 1940s. Plots are meaningless. I watch for the musical numbers and thus one doesn't disappoint. From the opening number, I Never Knew, the expanded band plays great. Only with an MGM budget would you find Kyser with 5 trumpets, 5 trombones and six saxophones. The chart, presumably by George Dunning, is excellent. The band in that scene is directed by Harry Babbit is tight and swingin'.

The Lena Horne performance in a nightclub is nice, but not a great tune.

"I Planted a Rose", sung by Harry Babbitt in a production number is as good as many typical movie tunes of the era.

"One Girl and Two Boys" is a fine production number with some excellent jitterbug dancing and lots of soldiers, sailors and marines.

These big band era musicals of the WW2 era were made mostly to rntertain the war weary troops and the folks back home. They should viewed and judged with that in mind.

Kyser and his band were big business in the era and they lifted the morale of everyone. They deserve respect for that.

A lackluster plot surrounds some lukewarm musical entertainment in this mid-war production. The best parts of the film are the musical acts in the nightclub, but the producers do their best to sabotage them. As is typical, there are the obligatory salutes to the boys in uniform and a whole lot of hokum, everything from comic acts that are totally unfunny to juggling and faux magic tricks. The movie is called Swing Fever, so you might think the action is hot. It is for those few moments when the band or the swing dancers are allowed to go at it. but most of the "action" is like watching The Lawrence Welk Show, corn and all.

Cameos are jammed in, as was the custom, but they are random and flat. Kay Kyser is his usual cornball self. And of course they include the usual nods to the wartime mythology of soldiers and sailors getting the beautiful canteen girl, who might be a star.

Particularly painful are the "comic" stylings of the band member with bangs who recites "poetry" and otherwise annoys.

The word swing in the title also refers to the boxing plot. A number of real boxers are in the film. We know what great actors they are.

Columbia, RKO,and Republic, among others, turned out escapist wartime musicals by the dozens, and their lack of availability is probably a blessing; this one, from MGM, has sleeker production values but is similarly impoverished of imagination. It's a mishmash involving boxing, swing, hypnosis, Marilyn Maxwell twitching cutely, the unwatchable Ish Kabibble, Nat Pendleton still playing a punch-drunk heavyweight over a decade after "Horse Feathers," and lots of pulchritude to please the boys overseas. (Even Ava Gardner has an unbilled bit.) Kay Kyser could swing it, all right, but he was no actor, and it's almost painful to watch him go through these contrived paces. There's one good number -- no, check that, there's one not-very-good number made bearable by Lena Horne and some good production design -- among lots of trivial swing, and lots of camera trickery in the production numbers, presumably to disguise the paucity of invention. Tommy Dorsey and Harry James show up briefly; they look like they visited the set on lunch hour from other, better movies.

It's a shame Kay Kyser's 5 picture deal w/ RKO ended with AROUND THE WORLD('43), because when MGM signed him for this one film, they dropped the ball big time. It's a poor story that barely features Kyser's great band, and has an overlong production number, MISSISSIPPI DREAMBOAT. I think this is the first onscreen appearance of Lena Horne, who sings a song then disappears, but i could be mistaken about that. Blonde and sexy Marilyn Maxwell plays Kyser's love interest, which seemed a bit far-fetched until Kyser's real life widow, Georgia Carroll, informed me Kay and Marilyn dated seriously in real life! THERE IS A CLASSIC VISUAL GAG where Kyser's rehearsing his band and identifies a couple of strangers playing along. Kyser (as Lowell Blackford) doesn't recognize them, but tells them they can't play his music very well. The camera pans over to TOMMY DORSEY and HARRY JAMES who leave the bandstand, complaining " No one can play this music. This guy'll never get anywhere. Besides, he looks too much like KAY KYSER!!" Best line in the film! In conclusion, SWING FEVER never reaches fever pitch, and the dummies at MGM never tried again w/ Kyser, who, by the way was a big big star at this time. Good posters, though!!