In the last year or so I've seen several British films of this vintage and even later - up to around 1940 - that were far more risible than this. So far as I can tell it was the only time Gret Mosheim played in a film outside her native Germany (where she continued to work until 1983) and though she hardly set the screen ablaze she turned in a fairly decent performance and was easy on the eye; she was either a dedicated patriot or else found herself unwelcome in England at a time of political unrest. John Mills had a background in song and dance in the theatre and makes a decent enough fist of a singing Prince Charming in yet another take on the Cinderella story whilst Norah Howard is strong in support. Throw in some half-decent tunes and we're talking pleasant diversion.
Review of Car of Dreams
