Time and care has plainly been lavished upon this trivial confection filmed on location in a summery Berlin in which people sing about keeping your chin up in adversity and the unimportance of money when one has oneself to rely upon, while Lilian Harvey sings, leaps about and breaks hearts with passionate abandon, and a melodramatic subplot involves a defective stepladder.
Did Emeric Pressburger draw upon memories of the dream sequence in which an obviously model train travels under the Atlantic from Germany to Hollywood for the similar sequence in 'I Know Where I'm Going!'?
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