Katri and Uncle Jan belong in a gulag, send 'em back to Poland please. I'd go one further and just say we need to lock up the entire cast. This is a terrible brown looking movie with awful songs (most of which are very obnoxious opera numbers), zero creativity and extremely stupid characters. The fuckin' dipshit with the poor drugged dog was painful in the extreme.This turd looks like it was shot through a bowl of matzo ball soup, exploiting the Technicolor format to fully explore various yellows, beiges, browns and more beiges. Edith Head slept through the production, giving us a couple moderately charming bow scarfs before saying "fuck it" and giving up entirely. The only real dance number is a lame tap scene I was nodding off through, the rest are just these really boring ding dongs singing awful, uninspired songs.The guys are very creepy, especially the TV show host with a bad case of RPF (resting pedo face). Can you imagine potato-headed John Archer being your boyfriend!? Rosemary Clooney has as much sex appeal as a yellow onion but she's Marilyn Monroe next to that dude. Bob Williams seems like a complete psychopath and I shudder to think about what his character has done to that springer spaniel to render it comatose.This movie is a wretched experience.
