Twenty-two amateurish minutes of a Vitaphone "Broadway Brevity" short, this is strictly cornball stuff that should have been discarded, just as vaudeville died.
Nothing I can say about the musical interludes except that they fall flat, the dancing is clumsy and the intentionally funny clumsiness of Gil Lamb is barely good for a few chuckles.
It's a sort of "42nd Street" sketch with the rooftops of Manhattan supposedly telling the stories of a disparate group of patrons who enter the club, all with weak back stories that are supposed to give some significance to the "rooftops of Manhattan" theme.
Evidently, there was no Busby Berkeley around to give this a shot in the arm. It's barely watchable and highly forgettable as entertainment.
Nothing I can say about the musical interludes except that they fall flat, the dancing is clumsy and the intentionally funny clumsiness of Gil Lamb is barely good for a few chuckles.
It's a sort of "42nd Street" sketch with the rooftops of Manhattan supposedly telling the stories of a disparate group of patrons who enter the club, all with weak back stories that are supposed to give some significance to the "rooftops of Manhattan" theme.
Evidently, there was no Busby Berkeley around to give this a shot in the arm. It's barely watchable and highly forgettable as entertainment.