Let's face it, the saving grace of BLUE SKIES are twofold: Irving Berlin wrote the music and FRED ASTAIRE does "Puttin' on the Ritz".
But the film itself is like a pretty package tied up with pink ribbons and nice wrapping paper. When you open the box, there's nothing inside. The fault here, of course, is the same old tired story of two show biz pals in love with the same woman (JOAN CAULFIELD), the recipe Astaire and Crosby had already used for HOLIDAY INN. This time Paramount gave them the additional ingredient of Technicolor but failed to come up with a screenplay worth caring about.
BILL deWOLFE does his "Mrs. Murgatroyd" routine and OLGA SAN JUAN does a Latin rhythm duet with Bing--but it's all rather tepid as a filler between dull stretches of story.
Astaire's fans will not want to miss his "Ritz" routine, but that's about it.
But the film itself is like a pretty package tied up with pink ribbons and nice wrapping paper. When you open the box, there's nothing inside. The fault here, of course, is the same old tired story of two show biz pals in love with the same woman (JOAN CAULFIELD), the recipe Astaire and Crosby had already used for HOLIDAY INN. This time Paramount gave them the additional ingredient of Technicolor but failed to come up with a screenplay worth caring about.
BILL deWOLFE does his "Mrs. Murgatroyd" routine and OLGA SAN JUAN does a Latin rhythm duet with Bing--but it's all rather tepid as a filler between dull stretches of story.
Astaire's fans will not want to miss his "Ritz" routine, but that's about it.