Chicagoan Nick Conover received a suspended sentence for being caught joyriding in a stolen car, with his driver's license suspended indefinitely. Nicky's problems are seen as running around with the wrong crowd. Nicky's sentence is predicated on him living at the run down Kentucky horse farm of his Aunt Henrietta and Uncle Jed Bruce, who he hasn't seen since he was a child. The judge figured this more wholesome environment would get Nicky away from his bad influences. Henrietta wants to be a part of Nicky's salvation, but Jed doesn't trust the fact of a delinquent being under his roof, although he has other more personal reasons not having to do with Nicky for his initially antagonistic relationship with his nephew. Nicky doesn't rebel against farm life, but ends up gravitating toward anything mechanical, especially the sports car owned by sophisticated Fran Templeton - the elder daughter of Dan Templeton, who owns the luxurious neighboring horse farm - and by association Fran ... Written by
It is very dear to me, as we used to have a record of the songs in the sixties. It isn't a great movie, but it nevertheless thrills me. The Sammy Fain songs are charming, especially the title song, which Pat Boone sings with such velvet warmth. The unusual thing about this movie is its sheer joyfulness. It is one of the happiest movies ever made. Whatever drama there is, is tastefully subdued and underplayed. The movie would have been even better if there had been no drama at all, no plot of any kind. Then it would have been a truly great movie, a vision of paradise without strife and struggle and fear and anger. There is a pleasant phoniness about the movie. At times it is as banal as a soap commercial. The whole movie can be seen as one big piece of kitshorama, as a collection of every cliche: the cherry cheerfulness, the plastic prettiness, the lily-white, youthful, asexual, smiling, upscale, golf course, barbecuing inanity.
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