No longer was Chevalier the mysterious-if-gregarious "other"--he was a member of the proletariat just like everyone else.

There is no quelling Mamoulian’s cleverness behind the camera. From the symphonic opening to its happily ever after, Love Me Tonight retains and sustains its joyous, formally ambitious absurdity.

This is such a silly and fun romp. I found the plot quite ridiculous as who would not want a suitor that is also a tailor? Imagine the future wardrobe possibilities!

There are really no "numbers" here, and no dancing at all-just a sophisticated weaving of song into the general atmosphere of wit and amour...