Review of Dames (1934) by David B — 07 Apr 2010

Do you?! Hold on a sec while I play with these elephant statuettes. A fancy musical comedy ripe with banana similes, romance between thirteenth cousins, almost-sacrilege and maybe-double suicide, aging Ezra's attack on the sin-reeked Big Apple, a narcoleptic bodyguard, the opportunistic and ratty Mabel suddenly showing up in sausage canner Horace's puny train compartment and room for purple nights, nervous indigestion and Athlete's stomach, napkin and tablecloth collars, the horny maid Laura, bicarbonate soda, phoning five-hundred and two drug stores to locate twenty-year-old triple strength Golden 'Elex-er' ('Never mind the spoons, I'll drink it out of the bottle') to quell contagious hiccups, bloody turnips, solid gold horses for Ben-Hur, wind in the pipes, the Bank of England in the bathroom, a Trotsky-esque boogeyman hiding in the closet, laundering linens and secret pash-oons, singing undergarments, stars and a tunnel made of dancers clad in black tights, the arrest of an entire Broadway cast, and a couple of gals worth looking at! Cause I only have eyes for you~!