Warner Brothers' musical extravaganza "Gold Diggers of 1935" featuring the infectious Dick Powell, and supported by a host of Hollywood's funniest comedians, is a worthy successor to the 1933 and 1934 hits of the same name. It is light, airy, and debonair. Judging from the response of the audience, the picture took.
Dick Powell plays with charm and appeal. He is supported by winsome Gloria Stuart, who seems to grow more beautiful in each succeeding picture. Adolphe Menjou takes the part of the eccentric producer who displays more loquaciousness than money to Grant Mitchell, the irate manager of the ultra fashionable Wentworth Plaza resort hotel. Glenda Farrell again inherits the role of the gold-digger who sets her cap for Hugh Herbert, an idle multi-millionaire with a penchant for writing monograms and collecting antique snuff boxes. Alice Brady, as the close-fisted millionaire mother of Gloria Stuart and Frank McHugh, does her acting in the exaggerated mode of the whole production. Judged by the standards of a musical extravaganza "Gold Diggers of 1935" is excellent. There is humor, a soupcon of tragedy, good acting, and clever trick photography.
On the stage, Dorsey Brothers' Orchestra entertain for a half hour displaying old tunes, and new "Beer" suits. Bob Crosby sings a number in imitation of his famous brother and another all his own. He does well, but any movie-goer who expects a second "Bing" will be disappointed. Everything considered, the bill at the Metropolitan presents a pleasant way to spend an afternoon or evening if you are in Boston over the week-end.