There Goes My Heart (1938)

I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

Best movie ever!

The film creates a perfect balance between action and depth of basic needs, in the midst of an infertile atmosphere.

It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.

All the actors do well with what they're given. So I guess one must blame the director.But the main fault seems to be the humdrum script. It's too bad, too, because it contains several very funny lines. I laughed out loud more than once.However, it's at least half an hour too long, which, at 83 minutes, gives you some idea. It seems like it's full of padding. It just goes on and on, one barely animate scene after another. The ice skating rink is a good example. It would have been much funnier at about a third its length. In fact, the whole movie probably would have been a winner at about 35 minutes.Patsy Kelly is good but doesn't have enough to do. The same goes for Alan Mowbray. It would have been nice if their romance had been an actual subplot (heaven knows there was plenty of time for it). As it is, they have no lives of their own, but are merely used to shore up and fill in chinks in the March/Bruce story. The exception is Kelly's Vibrato scene, which is probably the high point of the film.Virginia Bruce is stock in a faceless part -- I'm not sure any actress could have brought any life to it. Not a single funny line for her, although she does have the other funniest scene in the film, where she's plugging extension cords into light bulb sockets in the sign outside the window. Frederick March handles a comedic role well. Arthur Lake is completely wasted. See the Blondie series of movies if you want to see what he can do.The only stand-out is Eugene Palette, who has one of his best roles ever. It's just made for his hard-boiled, uneducated delivery. Unfortunately, he has almost no funny lines. Marjorie Main is a highlight of the film and doesn't even get credit! I don't think the few genuinely funny parts are worth the hour-plus of yawning which engulfs them.

Beautiful blonde Virginia Bruce (as Joan Butterfield) is "one of the richest heiresses in the world," but can't find happiness among the yacht set, so she runs away from home to join the huddled masses in New York City. Quickly, Ms. Bruce meets brassy Pasty Kelly (as Peggy O'Brien), who helps her get a job in a department store. Don't tell anyone, but the department store is owned by Bruce's wealthy family. Bruce enjoys her life as a commoner, pretending to be "Joan Baker", and rooming with Ms. Kelly. But, she is being pursued by handsome reporter Fredric March (as Bill Spencer), who is assigned to find the missing heiress. How long will it take before they fall in love… This film seems to be most often compared to "It Happened One Night", but is really more like several other films. The mistaken identity, or going-undercover-as-a-poor-department-store-worker and falling-in-love plot is much more akin to films like Kathleen Norris' "My Best Girl" (with the genders reversed). Imitation can be the sincerest form of flattery, but "There Goes My Heart" is much more derivative than fresh. There are intermittently funny moments - for example, Kelly's demonstrating how to use a "Vibrato" while a deadpan Marjorie Main tries to buy a "Fireless Cooker". Nancy Carroll, who left films after this appearance, is obviously underutilized. And, watch for Harry Langdon as an opportunistic minister, near the film's end.***** There Goes My Heart (10/13/38) Norman Z. McLeod ~ Fredric March, Virginia Bruce, Patsy Kelly

HEART is an attempt at a screwball comedy that fails for a couple of reasons: a plot that gets too entangled, to the point of incredulity, and a lead actress who may look a little like Carol Lombard, but clearly isn't. Virginia Bruce is the female in question as a runaway heiress who ends up working incognito in her grandfather's department store, clearly meant to resemble Macy's. The thin-faced Bruce is a bit too wistful for the role, unfortunately. The role really could have used Lombard -- or Thelma Todd or Irene Dunne or Katherine Hepburn or Claudette Colbert, or even one of the Bennett sisters. Frederic March is, as always, note-perfect as a cynical reporter on Bruce's trail who -- what else? -- ends up falling for her. There is a stunt-filled ice skating sequence that takes up a bit too much time, compounded by a very rushed ending that leaves major plot strings untied. The wonderful Eugene Palette is on hand as March's blustery editor, and wisecracking Patsy Kelly is in fine form as a downtrodden store clerk who takes Bruce in. This may be no BRINGING UP BABY or NOTHING SACRED or IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT, but it is fun to watch March, Kelly and Palette in action. And it is also viewable in its historic context, surrounded as it was by several masterpieces of the genre.

After all the negative things I have heard said about this film, I was expecting something very...I don't know...boring, silly, empty. But I must say I was more than pleasantly surprised with it and I did enjoy it. I watched it because I just discovered Fredric March, and have watched over 30 of his films now. I must say that this film in no way provided him to display his marvelous acting skill, but still it was nice to see him do this bit of light comedy. I think the story is nice when you want to watch something that is not heavy, but lighthearted and fun with the usual 1930's "happily ever after" ending. It is something my children would enjoy. Don't have much else to say, except if you like Fredric as much as I do, you will like this film. Too bad he only gave one kiss in this one!!