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Of the series of films by Maurice Chevalier and Jeanette MacDonald, Mamoulian's Love Me Tonight is explicitly weak. At the time, it didn't seem that the French-speaking Chevalier had exhausted his charm, but to base half the film on a mechanical repetition of what Lubitsch had already managed to do several times is inappropriate. Once again we get Chevalier, in his turtleneck, adoring Paris, we get MacDonald again, like porcelain, and again it all takes place in a luxurious chateau as if in a fairy tale. And he is poor again and she is rich again. The only change is a tiny role for the sassy Myrna Loy. What's really worth mentioning is only the dramatic ending, in which MacDonald throws down a horse for love and stops a train with her own body. (26/08/2020)

I can't help it, but this movie just didn't work for me. I don't know if it's because of the excessive positivity that literally radiates from it. I simply couldn't connect with it in any way. The melodies are not really memorable, just musical accompaniment, the lyrics are okay in some places and quite nice, but that's simply it. Just an enthusiastic American musical. (24/07/2014)