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I Dood It

I Dood It (1943)

September. 01,1943
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6.2
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NR
| Comedy Music Romance

Constance Shaw, a Broadway dance star, and Joseph Rivington Reynolds, a keen fan of hers, marry after she breaks up with her fiancé. Connie thinks Joseph owns a gold mine, but he actually works as a presser at a hotel valet shop. When everyone learns what he really is, Joseph is banned from the theater. When he sneaks in again, he learns of a plot to set off a bomb in the adjoining munitions warehouse.

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Steineded
1943/09/01

How sad is this?

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Acensbart
1943/09/02

Excellent but underrated film

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MoPoshy
1943/09/03

Absolutely brilliant

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Dirtylogy
1943/09/04

It's funny, it's tense, it features two great performances from two actors and the director expertly creates a web of odd tension where you actually don't know what is happening for the majority of the run time.

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Man99204
1943/09/05

Considering the talent associated with this project, it should have been a much better movie. This is more a series of scenes than a cohesive movie.There are several scenes featuring black performers like Lena Horn, and Hazel Scott. While their performances are amazing - they have absolutely nothing to do with the rest of the movie. IT is as if the movie is interrupted by a music video.Both Red Skelton and Eleanor Powell had very unique and distinctive talents - this script makes little use of their abilities. This is basically a "B Picture' which any one of a dozen different MGM Stars could have done. There are a couple of scenes where Skelton mugs for the camera. There are a couple of scenes where Powell dances - but these are add ons not related to the rest of the movie. The final film is a series of independent scenes with far too little plot to propel the action.This is still worth seeing - especially for the performance of Hazel Scott and Lena Horn. But do not expect this to be like other "Classic MGM Musicals of the period". And, do not expect the plot to make any logical or rational sense.

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dickiebin60
1943/09/06

Just saw this on TCM, and I enjoyed it very much. Red Skelton was a hoot, and Eleanor Powell - even my 26-year-old son thought her dance numbers were 'impressive.' Our favorite of these dance numbers was the first one at the beginning of the movie, a cowboy production where Eleanor Powell danced with lariat-wielding cowhands, then roped a post several times in a row, showing admirable skill. The rest of the movie contains some drama, intrigue, romance, and even a bit of derring-do. And, of course, more dancing and music, including appearances by Jimmy Dorsey. If you like musical comedies of the thirties and forties, this is one of the best!

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Neil Doyle
1943/09/07

You have to be a die-hard RED SKELTON fan to approve of his slapstick performance in I DOOD IT, but some of his routines just fall flat. He and ELEANOR POWELL have to deal with a less than spectacular script in which he's mistaken for a wealthy man when he's actually a pants presser. The gags that follow are weak, for the most part, but occasionally some bright bits of humor do crop up along the way.For comic timing, nothing beats the scene where Powell takes the sleep medicine by mistake and Skelton is unable to wake her up to either put her in a chair or on a bed. Her limber body provides a lot of chuckles as he struggles to get her off the floor. The timing by both is impeccable and it's one of the film's best routines.Too bad her dance numbers aren't staged as well as that sequence which runs a little too long. They're serviceable, but that's about all.Jimmy Dorsey and his orchestra play some nice tunes, best of which is "Star Eyes" sung by Bob Eberly and Helen O'Connell. An "audition" scene featuring Hazel Scott at the piano and Lena Horne as vocalist on "Jericho" is a lively routine that gives the film a much needed musical highlight.But for both Skelton and Powell, this is one of their lesser efforts. Sam Levene, Thurston Hall, John Hodiak and Richard Ainley offer good support.

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Robert J. Maxwell
1943/09/08

Relaxed and enjoyable musical comedy. (There are some nefarious Nazis here with evil plans but forget them.) It's not Red Skelton's funniest comedy but he's still pretty amusing as his usual tall hick, with his goofy smile, falling over chairs, a pants-presser who impersonates someone else and gets rattled when threatened with exposure.The musical numbers are pretty well done and efficiently integrated into the plot -- direction by Vincent Minnelli. Eleanor Powell is the major musical star and her tap dancing is so vigorous, and her body so limber and supple, and the tempo so fast, that just watching her spins for thirty seconds gave me chest pains.We are given an extended version of the song "Star Eyes". It was a big hit during the war years. The lyrics are loony, but the song is pretty and amenable to all kinds of variations, as the film demonstrates. It's still part of the Great American Songbook. You can catch it on the occasional recent CD if you keep your ears open. Nick Brignola did it on baritone sax some years ago. The version in the film is of the period, with Helen O'Connell and Ray Eberle, with Jimmy Dorsey's orchestra.Some of the jokes may get by younger viewers -- that is, younger than about 60. Red Skeleton is listening to a recording by Jimmy Dorsey at a shop window. He turns to the man standing next to him and makes some complimentary remark about Jimmy Dorsey. The man makes a snotty comment and walks away. The man is Tommy Dorsey, Jimmy's brother, and the two were notorious rivals at the time.Someone pointed out in another comment that this was an updating of a Buster Keaton movie and I can believe it because Keaton's influence seems apparent in some scenes. (Skeleton trying to lift the limp body of the unconscious Eleanor Powell and stretch it out on the bed.) Keaton was gag adviser on another Red Skeleton comedy, "A Southern Yankee", and turned some of the scenes (eg., a dentist's chair) into comic gems."Star Eyes" was nothing more than ordinary pop music at the time. Whatever happened to vernacular music? Now I have to listen to some gangsta who can't sing threaten to wrench my head off and pour beer down my neck cavity. (Sob.) Where did it all go?

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