"Party Girl" frames itself as a public service announcement to warn unsuspecting people of the danger of party girls--women hired for entertainment and sex. In fact, the movie begins with a written statement:
"Sex in business--the 'Party Girl' racket--threatens to corrupt the morals of thousands of young girls who seek to earn their living decently. The shameful effects of this practice would be brought home to you more forcibly if your own daughter, sister, or sweetheart were involved.
This may happen!
It is our earnest hope that this film may arouse you and other public-spirited citizens to forcibly eliminate the vicious 'Party Girl' system." ~The Producers
As if they are the bane of civil society and must be stopped. They do nothing but break up families of well-intentioned men who fall prey to their charm and beauty.
And if you believe that I have a bridge in San Francisco that I'd like to sell you.
I must briefly explain what the movie was trying to convey. Party girls were frequently used to land lucrative deals. A company or businessman would host a party and hire these girls through a madam and tell her what he's trying to accomplish.
Businessman: "Madam, please send Beth and Monica, I'm trying to get Tinker Motors to purchase my spark plugs."
Madam: "Say no more."
In this movie a young man named Jay Rountree (Douglas Fairbanks), son of John Rountree (John St. Polis) of the United Glass Company, got suckered into marrying a party girl named Leeda (Judith Barrie). It was a simple plot that could only fool a virgin--and a stupid virgin at that.
Jay got plastered to the point of complete memory loss and woke up in the home of Leeda. He awoke fully clothed and found her crying. When he asked why she was crying she simply said, "Don't you know?" Well, because of the era (can't say or show anything lascivious) and the gullibility of her victim, he filled in all the blanks.
Translation: he got drunk, they had sex, she got pregnant. And even if she didn't get pregnant, he spoiled her. In either case, getting married was the only respectable thing to do.
Little did Jay know that this was a scheme by Leeda to 1.) marry into a rich family and 2.) get Newcast to sign a lucrative contract beneficial to United Glass. It worked flawlessly.
Now, I know some of you are saying, "Yes he awoke fully clothed because they couldn't show nudity. We know implicitly that they had sex."
I get all that. Still, he's an idiot. And I have a hard time believing a rich white kid went down like that. I'm not saying what he or his father would've done to get out of that situation, but marrying a chick like that wasn't on the list. Before he caved to the demands of a scheming escort he would've exhausted all other options.
To get our hapless youngster out of his predicament the writers conveniently killed off Leeda. There's no easier way to fix a complicated relationship than to simply kill off the offending party. Leeda "falling" off of a sixth floor balcony allowed the Rountree name to remain unsullied while also paving the way for Jimmy to marry the girl he really loved: Ellen Powell (Jeanette Loff).
This was a terribly acted film with an anemic plot. The main villain, Leeda , was atrocious. Her lines were more forced than a Trump apology, and her movements so robotic I expected her to say "Danger Will Robinson." It was like these "producers" were in such a rush to warn the public they pushed out a crappy product. At least we all know now to be mindful of the Party Girl.
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"Sex in business--the 'Party Girl' racket--threatens to corrupt the morals of thousands of young girls who seek to earn their living decently. The shameful effects of this practice would be brought home to you more forcibly if your own daughter, sister, or sweetheart were involved.
This may happen!
It is our earnest hope that this film may arouse you and other public-spirited citizens to forcibly eliminate the vicious 'Party Girl' system." ~The Producers
As if they are the bane of civil society and must be stopped. They do nothing but break up families of well-intentioned men who fall prey to their charm and beauty.
And if you believe that I have a bridge in San Francisco that I'd like to sell you.
I must briefly explain what the movie was trying to convey. Party girls were frequently used to land lucrative deals. A company or businessman would host a party and hire these girls through a madam and tell her what he's trying to accomplish.
Businessman: "Madam, please send Beth and Monica, I'm trying to get Tinker Motors to purchase my spark plugs."
Madam: "Say no more."
In this movie a young man named Jay Rountree (Douglas Fairbanks), son of John Rountree (John St. Polis) of the United Glass Company, got suckered into marrying a party girl named Leeda (Judith Barrie). It was a simple plot that could only fool a virgin--and a stupid virgin at that.
Jay got plastered to the point of complete memory loss and woke up in the home of Leeda. He awoke fully clothed and found her crying. When he asked why she was crying she simply said, "Don't you know?" Well, because of the era (can't say or show anything lascivious) and the gullibility of her victim, he filled in all the blanks.
Translation: he got drunk, they had sex, she got pregnant. And even if she didn't get pregnant, he spoiled her. In either case, getting married was the only respectable thing to do.
Little did Jay know that this was a scheme by Leeda to 1.) marry into a rich family and 2.) get Newcast to sign a lucrative contract beneficial to United Glass. It worked flawlessly.
Now, I know some of you are saying, "Yes he awoke fully clothed because they couldn't show nudity. We know implicitly that they had sex."
I get all that. Still, he's an idiot. And I have a hard time believing a rich white kid went down like that. I'm not saying what he or his father would've done to get out of that situation, but marrying a chick like that wasn't on the list. Before he caved to the demands of a scheming escort he would've exhausted all other options.
To get our hapless youngster out of his predicament the writers conveniently killed off Leeda. There's no easier way to fix a complicated relationship than to simply kill off the offending party. Leeda "falling" off of a sixth floor balcony allowed the Rountree name to remain unsullied while also paving the way for Jimmy to marry the girl he really loved: Ellen Powell (Jeanette Loff).
This was a terribly acted film with an anemic plot. The main villain, Leeda , was atrocious. Her lines were more forced than a Trump apology, and her movements so robotic I expected her to say "Danger Will Robinson." It was like these "producers" were in such a rush to warn the public they pushed out a crappy product. At least we all know now to be mindful of the Party Girl.
Free with Amazon Prime.