Having read all the former reviews I hesitate to openly express my opinion about this movie because it differs so much from all the sensational comments and eulogies previously lavished on it that they make me withdraw in shameful doubts about my powers of judgement.
But since I started writing a review I feel obliged to finish it, no matter the consequences.
First of all, I must say I don't speak a word of German --Jawohl and two or three other words-- so, right there I'm totally handicapped to dare to judged this film, since the copy I saw didn't have any kind of subtitles.
I saw, years ago, the American version with Julie Andrews (A Goddess) Lesley Ann Warren (the funniest Gun Moll in the history of movie making) and that unique, immense actor, Robert Preston (although to be fair with that production EVERYBODY in it was sensational!!) and, more or less, it gave me some hints of what was going on in this 1932 version.
But let's consider the acting and the situations at least as a silent movie: The whole thing looks extremely dated, exaggerated gestures, almost circus like acting; a girl --Renate Müller-- so curvaceous that will make her impossible to pass for a boy (Impressive knockers, the one in the middle was her head) an alien way to tell the story, almost unbearable to a contemporary audience, etc.
Again, I hate to offend a German audience that maybe delighted just in listening to their mother tongue, no doubt full of exquisite nuances and as several mentioned, spoken in metric verse. I would feel the same if the actors were speaking some of the few languages I command but unfortunately German is not among them.
To me it's a very old fashion film that doesn't compare at all with the newer Julie Andrews version and her sensational interpretation. OK, that--that--that's All Folks!
But since I started writing a review I feel obliged to finish it, no matter the consequences.
First of all, I must say I don't speak a word of German --Jawohl and two or three other words-- so, right there I'm totally handicapped to dare to judged this film, since the copy I saw didn't have any kind of subtitles.
I saw, years ago, the American version with Julie Andrews (A Goddess) Lesley Ann Warren (the funniest Gun Moll in the history of movie making) and that unique, immense actor, Robert Preston (although to be fair with that production EVERYBODY in it was sensational!!) and, more or less, it gave me some hints of what was going on in this 1932 version.
But let's consider the acting and the situations at least as a silent movie: The whole thing looks extremely dated, exaggerated gestures, almost circus like acting; a girl --Renate Müller-- so curvaceous that will make her impossible to pass for a boy (Impressive knockers, the one in the middle was her head) an alien way to tell the story, almost unbearable to a contemporary audience, etc.
Again, I hate to offend a German audience that maybe delighted just in listening to their mother tongue, no doubt full of exquisite nuances and as several mentioned, spoken in metric verse. I would feel the same if the actors were speaking some of the few languages I command but unfortunately German is not among them.
To me it's a very old fashion film that doesn't compare at all with the newer Julie Andrews version and her sensational interpretation. OK, that--that--that's All Folks!