This revue presents its numbers around the orchestra leader Paul Whiteman, besides that it shows in it's final number that the European popular music are the roots of American popular music... See full summary »
On the eve of her 16th birthday, Sylvie's father needs cash to stay in his castle so he sells Sylvie's favorite thing, a painting of Alain, the lover of Sylvie's grandmother, killed in a ... See full summary »
In Paris in 1887, Irène works as a governess to Douce, the grand-daughter of the dowager Countess de Bonafé. Douce believes she is in love with Fabien, the handsome manager of the estate. ... See full summary »
Oswald the Rabbit puts on a concert for a group of barn animals - but when they discover that he's miming to a record of his idol, Paul Whiteman - they boo and shun him. Oswald wanders off ... See full summary »
Oswald is riding on a camel; he defeats an attacking lion, using the camel's humps as cannonballs. In Cairo, he meets a queen and sings her his theme song; the sphinx and a couple pyramids join in, but the king isn't as happy.
At an exclusive Manhattan nightclub/speakeasy, N.Y. Mirror gossip columnist Walter Winchell is met by a starry-eyed blonde that says she's also a columnist, back in "Lancaster". Which particular town of that name isn't given but we're told it's decidedly a hick place. So he takes her in and dazzles her with peeks at some famous (or then famous) stars, mutely sitting at other tables. Paul Whiteman and his current version of the Rythm boys do a number. Two gangsters that apparently are good buddies with Winch share a lot of inside rum-running shop talk. At length, the girl reporter is exposed as a lady dip, and he angrily sends her off in a taxi.Written by
Walter Winchell appears as himself, haunting the night spots of Broadway, getting the dope on everyone and hob-nobbing with swells and racketeers in this short. He's met Joan Castle, a tyro on the Broadway beat from a hick town, and he gets a kick out of showing off his connections.
Paul Whiteman and his orchestra offer a few songs in this one, and Ruth Etting and a few other current celebrities show their faces. It's the sort of a movie that was meant for Universal Picture's bread-and-butter market, the independent movie theater that changed its program several times a week and whose audiences would appreciate the view of sophistication -- and the cute gag at the end, aimed at the sophisticated swells.
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