Sure, there's a lot of girl-meets-boy, girl-loses-boy, girl-gets-boy carrying on. But it holds up as a story even nearly a hundred !! years later.
But let's not beat around the bush, the women in this movie are smoking gorgeous, and the guys all look sharp too. Wait, that wasn't the point I was going to make, which is that it should surprise nobody this film made Joan Crawford a star. She dances, she laughs, she cries, she looks so alluring with those big eyes and slight hint of baby fat in her face. My heart melted when she was crying to her parents after losing Richie Rich to her friend.
It's almost hard to believe this is the same Joan Crawford as the one who looked and acted like the starting tight end of the Cleveland Browns for much of her career.
This movie made me wish I was a rich young man in the 1920s. Maybe one who had his money parked on the sidelines by October 1929, mind you.
