Josette et compagnie

William Collier Sr. Sends a telegram to his sons, Don Ameche and Robert Young from Havana. He is engaged to the eponymous Tala Birell, who will be opening at a night club in their home town of New Orleans, where the brothers manage the family business and pay their father a small allowance. Collier has gotten into this sort of fix before, so the boys send him to New York. Miss Birell follows the old man, and Simone Simon steps in under Miss Birell's name. The brothers are fooled, and each falls in love with the girl in this pleasant romantic comedy.

It's mostly carried on Miss Simon being charming and modest and lovely, although Ameche and Young are quite believable as brothers. Actual comedy is carried by Paul Hurst as a very drunk habituee, while Bert Lahr and Joan Davis have oddly restrained roles that make me think that a lot of their footage wound up on the cutting room floor.

The story is set in New Orleans and David and Pierre (Don Ameche and Robert Young) run a very successful shipping company. However, their retired father keeps spending everything he can get his hands on chasing after young gold-diggers. So, now that he's talking about marrying one of them, the French singer Josette, the pair are determined to bust up dad's relationship.

When the pair arrive at the nightclub where Josette is the headline act, they are unaware that Josette has run off with some other rich guy. Instead, the nightclub owner has another woman, Renee (Simone Simon), fill in for her. She is quite the success...but David and Pierre mistakenly think SHE is Josette! So, for most of the movie, they think she's a money-grubber when in fact she's a nice girl...with a singing voice that will make your ears bleed (though everyone in the film seems to think she sings like an angel).

This is a cute little comedy and is well worth seeing. My only complaint is one small scene where a man is being beaten up by his wife. This was though to be funny back in 1938 but it seems shocking and incredibly unfunny. Oh, how times have changed!

Josette, the sophisticated singer has attracted the attention of David Brassard senior. His two sons vow to get him away from the clutches of this woman who threatens to waste their father's fortune. In order to do so, they decide to go to the Silver Moon night club seeking to talk to Josette, not realizing the older Brassard has gone after the chanteuse to New York.

Meanwhile, back at the cabaret, Barney Barnaby, its owner, finds himself in a mess trying to replace the headliner without much luck. Never fear, May Morris, a minor performer, suggests he hires the sweet Renee, a choir singer, to impersonate the absent Josette. It's at this moment when the younger Brassards, David and Pierre, decide to have it out with the singer, but in fact neither brother knows about the real identity of the fake Josette.

As it turns out, Pierre, falls heads over heels for Renee. In fact, Renee has a mind of her own and sees the quality in the more grounded brother, David, who in turn falls in love with the sweet young woman, not before having to fight for her with his own brother.

"Josette", directed by Alan Dawn, is a seldom shown movie from the late 1930s that has a lot going for it thanks to the wonderful cast. This was one of the few films in which French star Michelle Simon appeared in American pictures. She was a charismatic presence who holds her own opposite of two great comedians of the time, Don Ameche and Robert Young. The result is a delightful comedy that is worth a look because of the talented cast that was assembled. Also, in minor roles, a wonderful Bert Lahr, the amazing Joan Davis, William Demarest and William Collier, among others.

This 1930s romantic comedy starts off very funny, but the last twenty minutes or so is extremely silly. But this is a movie straight out of the Great Depression, a prime example of escapism! So don't expect miracles, but the premise is very good.

Don Ameche and Robert Young, brothers, run a canning factory. Don is older and no-nonsense; Bob is the playboy. Their father, William Collier Sr., is so irresponsible he can't even be in charge anymore. They let him have a meaningless title and give him a paltry monthly allowance. When a gold digger thinks he's the owner and sinks her claws into him, the boys take drastic action. They send their dad out of town and plan to buy the nightclub singer off - only there's a snag: Dad's one step ahead of them and brings his girlfriend along on his trip. In her place, an ordinary singer steps on the stage because the show must go on; both Don and Bob think a different girl is after their father's money. And when the imposter (Simone Simon) turns out to be sweet and innocent, they both develop feelings for her.

Parts of this movie are very cute: all the scenes with Robert and Don bickering and trading quips. Parts of this movie are so silly they're painful: the slapstick ending, and any scene with Joan Davis. Her brand of humor overdid itself in this flick. There was already Bert Lahr with his antics and Paul Hurst with his usual drunken caricature, so a third silly character was over-the-top.

Thoroughly routine studio A feature, which only belatedly develops any traction as a winning Simone Simon & Don Ameche interact.

A labored plot has Collier as the pensioned-off owner of a fish cannery, now run by sons Young and Ameche, becoming involved with French cabaret star Josette/Birrell. Having just separated him from a hat check girl, they ship him out of town on a bogus business trip and Birrell follows, leaving Lahr's Silver Moon night club, where she was booked, without an attraction till (also incidentally French) wardrobe girl Simon, who sings in the local choir, is rung in as the absent star - would be elegant number where she lip-synchs the song about dropping petals in the diners' glasses. Under the predictable misunderstanding, Young attempts to romance Simone and Ameche becomes jealous and showers her with fur coats till it's all sorted out with a big production number.

Ameche is more at ease of the two brilliantined leading men and all Simon's charming is wasted. The recognisable comics labor long and unproductively with unfunny lines and undercranked pratfalls. Handling is mechanical with high key lighting, process backgrounds and unconvincing yacht models accommodating the slack foreground action. Some fun in spotting the celebrities to be - Robert Lowry, Chaney Jr.

Nothing remarkable in this poor example of the Hollywood production line, which Dwan took over at short notice.