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In this 100% FICTIONAL film, in which no one plays "Self",Carol Lawrence (Gale Storm), an aspiring singer, goes to a new night club owned by Danny Warren (Phil Regan), whose father Daniel Warren (Russell Hicks (I)') doesn't approve of the club and wants Danny to join him in the family business. Carol is suspected of being a process server and is thrown out of the club. An extremely long arm of coincidence leads her to the elder Warren's office and he hires her as a process server. She returns but gets a singing job this time so foregoes serving the cease-and-desist notice. The Three Stooges are on hand as waiters and Connee Boswell, Louis Jordan, Will Osborne and Mary Treen provide the music and songs in addition to Gale Storm on "Oh, Buddy" and "On the Sunny Side of the Street." Written by
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It is a bit of a stretch to call this a film, that is to say, a narrative complete with characters, plot, conflict, a beginning, an end, etc.
It seems more to be a collection of random musical material, actors, scenery, and costumes that Monogram pictures had lying around. The three stooges occasionally pop in with their antics to be browbeaten by a character named "Moose", and the female lead threatens the physically inferior male lead with a champagne bottle, but that's about it for genuine entertainment value. A flimsy premise of somebody's dad trying to close his night club (which, despite being on the brink of bankruptcy, can afford massive sets, tuxedos, lavish meals, and neon-fitted instruments) is relentlessly padded out with long dull repetitive musical numbers. In said music numbers, overused songs, costumes, choreography, and sets all gyrate madly about with no relation to each other.
This movie might have "historical interest". An ancient cracked Greek cup dug out of the ground might have historical interest, but that doesn't mean you want to drink from it. Likewise, I suggest that you do not attempt to actually watch Swing Parade, which contains neither swing, nor parades. What it does contain is musical dullness with a touch of surreality, people with oddly shaped faces, process servers, and equine blindness anxiety.
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