Doomtomylo
a film so unique, intoxicating and bizarre that it not only demands another viewing, but is also forgivable as a satirical comedy where the jokes eventually take the back seat.
Brendon Jones
It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.
Portia Hilton
Blistering performances.
JohnHowardReid
Copyright 3 December 1952 by Warner Bros Pictures, Inc. New York opening at the Paramount: 24 December 1952. U.S. release: 3 January 1953. U.K. release: 6 April 1953. Australian release: 29 April 1953. Sydney opening at the Regent. 9,057 feet, 100 minutes. NOTES: Number 42 at Australian ticket windows for 1953. While the film itself did not break into the ranks of the top thirty domestic box-office champions, Doris Day herself was voted number 7 of the nation's money-making stars of 1952 in a poll of all U.S. exhibitors conducted by The Motion Picture Herald. Ray Bolger was often berated by director Butler during shooting for his efforts to crowd Doris Day. Why the egotistic Bolger should try these tricks to overshadow his co-star is a mystery. He is extremely well treated throughout and often seems to be enjoying an undisputed lead. He even has an elaborate special effects solo in which he dances with himself as both a costumed Washington and Grant. COMMENT: Just because a movie was popular in all sections of the community (the carriage trade, the middle classes, the workers), doesn't mean critics have to look for faults. April in Paris far from deserves its so-so critical reputation. For at least three-quarters of the way through, the dialogue is not only bright and snappy with fast, witty comebacks, but even amusingly risqué. It's true the fountain runs a bit dry towards the close, and is therefore replaced by unlikely farce, but even this comparative wasteland is enlivened by a delightfully photographed production number for Doris Day. As for the songs, though they seemed no more than mildly pleasant at the time, they have improved with repetition. What's more, they're colorfully staged. Bolger's comic dancing, lithe and superbly timed, is such a joy, so cleverly choreographed in fact, one wishes there were more.
Miss Day herself is a gem, whilst Dauphin makes the ideal spoof of a Frenchman. It all just goes to show how spoilt we were back in 1953. A film as pacy, as superbly photographed and never mind the expense, with the occasional inventive bit of direction, would cause a sensation if newly released today. (And some of the dialogue, amazingly frank for 1952, would also seem right at home).
dmrn-91617
This is one of the most awful movies I've ever seen. Doris Day is wonderful - obviously it must have been hard for her to not be charming and sing delightfully. Truthfully, I had to skip ahead constantly to the scenes where I could just see Doris Day, but she keeps being crowded by a complete cast of creeps, not least the two main male characters. It's one painful French cliché after the other. But nothing is more painful that the "love interest" between Doris Day and Ray Bolger. Brrrrr.Doris Day must be one of the most badly treated actors in Hollywood, castingwise. It's amazing that she is able to deliver a fresh and spontaneous performance in the midst of that plot, those characters and those costumes. Skip.
James Hitchcock
"April in Paris" was originally a song from a 1932 Broadway musical revue entitled "Walk a Little Faster". Although the show was not a great success, the song proved highly popular and was recorded by a number of artists. The story goes that a friend of the lyricist E Y Harburg was inspired by its romantic picture of Paris in springtime to visit the French capital during that month but his holiday was ruined by bad weather. Upon his return to America he complained loudly to Harburg who replied "I wouldn't know. I've never been to Paris in April. I was there in June but I needed two syllables to fit the music". Some twenty years later the title came to the attention of someone in Hollywood who decided (as Hollywood producers sometimes do) that it was too good to waste on a mere song and that should also be a film entitled "April in Paris", and this is the result. "Pretty Woman" and "Sweet Home Alabama" are more recent examples of the same phenomenon. Despite the title, only the last few scenes actually take place in Paris; most of the action takes place in Washington, New York or on a transatlantic liner.Samuel Winthrop Putnam is a junior official with the US State Department. (His official title is Assistant Secretary to the Assistant to the Undersecretary of State). He has been tasked with organising American participation in an International Festival of the Arts in Paris. He intends to invite Ethel Barrymore to represent American theatre, but owing to a mix-up the invitation is sent to a Broadway chorus girl named Ethel Jackson. (It is never explained how this happens. It might have been more plausible if the heroine had a surname like "Barrington" or "Barrowman" rather than "Jackson"). This being a romantic comedy, Ethel and Winthrop have to meet on the way to Paris and fall in love. This being a romantic comedy, however, there also have to be a couple of obstacles to their love. The first is that Winthrop (or Sam, as Ethel prefers to call him) is engaged to Marcia, the pushy, snobbish daughter of his boss. The second is that Ethel seems to have a second admirer in the shape of French singer Philippe Fouquet, although it is eventually revealed that Philippe is actually a happily married family man. (He needs to keep this embarrassing secret hidden from the French public who like to believe that all French public figures, especially entertainers, are successful skirt-chasing lotharios). Doris Day can be something of an acquired taste and. I must admit, one I have never really been able to acquire, particularly in romantic comedy where she could come across as being just too sugary sweet to be true, as she does here. Ethel may be nicknamed "Dynamite", but she gives little hint of anything explosive hidden beneath her placid exterior. Ray Bolger seemed miscast as Winthrop; he would have been 48 in 1952, old enough to be Doris Day's father. This may not always have mattered in the fifties, when older man/younger woman love stories were the rule rather than the exception in the cinema, but in this particular film the age difference seems inappropriate. Winthrop, who has been with the State Department for ten years and still has hopes of promotion followed by a political career, is probably supposed to be in his early thirties, not his late forties. Bolger, moreover, did not have a particularly good singing voice, although on the evidence of this film he was clearly a talented dancer. Quite apart from the casting, the main problem with this film (which is, after all, supposed to be a musical) lies with the music. About the only songs which remain in the memory are the title song (written twenty years earlier) and "Auprès de ma Blonde", a traditional French folksong. The original songs written for the film itself are all very bland and forgettable. The film is also supposed to be a comedy, but much of the humour seems tame and contrived. (When the action finally moves to Paris, there is a running gag about the April weather not living up to Ethel's expectations; the scriptwriter must have heard that same anecdote about Harburg and his friend). "April in Paris" seems to have been popular when it first appeared in 1952, but it is one of those films which has lost much of its appeal over the years. 5/10
F Gwynplaine MacIntyre
Of all the major Hollywood studios, Warner Brothers were always the most cheese-paring. All of their musicals -- except the wonderful 'Yankee Doodle Dandy' and some later adaptations of Broadway musicals -- are marred by extremely low budgets and obvious economy measures. 'April in Paris' is one of several Warners musicals featuring an established popular ditty (with a stiff price-tag for performance rights) as the movie's title song, buttressed by some very forgettable songs by resident Warners tunesmiths. Except for one high-spirited and high-kicking number called 'Ring the Bell Tonight', only the E.Y. Harburg/Vernon Duke title song is memorable here.Doris Day amazes me, not only for her unearthly beauty and her quiet sex appeal, and for her underrated acting ability, but also for her musical talents. I've read that Day originally trained as a dancer, but switched to a career as a vocalist after she was injured in a car accident. Her singing voice is so clear and beautiful, I've difficulty believing that singing was her second choice of career. And, as she proves here, she has no physical handicap as a dancer ... unless you count the dull choreography of LeRoy Prinz.Ray Bolger is an interesting choice of romantic leads for Day, but the two of them don't really team very well. Here, he plays a character very similar to the one played by Donald O'Connor in 'Are You with It?': a repressed wonk who turns out to be a superb dancer. Bolger (an underrated actor) is quite good in his straight scenes here as a harried bureaucrat, a less nelly version of Edward Everett Horton ... but that character just doesn't match up with Bolger's dazzling dance numbers. Bolger's Massachusetts accent is much more obvious here than in any of his other films. Bolger was sometimes required to play epicene men, as in the Broadway musical 'By Jupiter'. Here, he's impressively virile, as he strips off his dinner jacket and lights into some rapid-fire nerve taps far more proficient than Ann Miller's.I always enjoy watching Bolger dance. Here, regrettably -- blame it on LeRoy Prinz -- Bolger doesn't do anything he hasn't done better in several better musicals, except for a brief trick shot in which he dances between two full-length portraits of Washington and Lincoln (also played by Bolger) who dance along with him. I was impressed with a brief pas de deux between Bolger and Day, in which she dances conventionally but manages to keep up with Bolger while he does his usual "Where's Charley?" moves.The contrived plot line requires Bolger and Day to mistakenly believe they're married to each other. Two Frenchmen perform the wedding service without actually being qualified for that job. This being a Hollywood film of the 1950s, it's imperative that the fake marriage remain unconsummated, so the two Frenchmen then have conscience pangs and sabotage the marital bed so that no sex can take place ... instead of simply admitting their deception. Speaking of 1950s morals: this movie's dialogue features several occurrences of the word 'gay' in its innocent sense.Two of my least favourite movie clichés are: every building in Washington DC is directly across the street from the Capitol, and every location in Paris has a clear view of the Eiffel Tower. We get both of those clichés in this movie. On the positive side, we get a brief appearance by character actor Shepard Menken as a Parisian waiter. Actress Eve Miller does her best in an unplayable role as Day's rival. Eve Miller's acting career never quite caught on; she suicided shortly after her fiftieth birthday.The movie's weird plot gives us Claude Dauphin as an omniscient Frenchman. A gag sequence requires that Ray Bolger's hat be several sizes too large ... but later the same chapeau fits him perfectly, and later still it's too large again when the scriptwriter recycles the gag. This movie is more than competently directed by the underrated David Butler, but matters are not helped by a script which requires Day's and Bolger's characters to be unable to make up their minds about deeply important issues such as love and career. Still, as enjoyable froth, I'll rate 'April in Paris' 7 out of 10.
