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cimoreneModern trains are sadly disappointing in appearance when you're used to watching old movies at all - even worse if you're a fan of Agatha Christie adaptations.
But I've never been so disappointed in my life of train travel as when I started this movie - Do You Love Me? (1946), dir. Gregory Ratloff - a romantic comedy starring Maureen O'Hara.
She was reading a book standing in the corridor of a train when a guy popped out and said "We have plenty of room in our carriage, come on in!" and ushered her into a plush seat where she sat down and opened her book, only for all other 20-something dudes in the train to break out instruments and start playing a well-rehearsed big band style jazz number. (If I had to pick I wouldn't pick big band style, but at least it's jazz.)
Imagine the days when a big jazz band would just take an entire carriage and spend the trip playing! Imagine being invited in!!!
The joke is that it's 1946 and she's a classical snob, which you can tell because she's got glasses and a bun - totally She's All That pre-transformation - and is obviously going to become a glamorpuss while learning about jazz music. But who cares. Amazing!!! (As long as you brought your own earplugs.)
But I've never been so disappointed in my life of train travel as when I started this movie - Do You Love Me? (1946), dir. Gregory Ratloff - a romantic comedy starring Maureen O'Hara.
She was reading a book standing in the corridor of a train when a guy popped out and said "We have plenty of room in our carriage, come on in!" and ushered her into a plush seat where she sat down and opened her book, only for all other 20-something dudes in the train to break out instruments and start playing a well-rehearsed big band style jazz number. (If I had to pick I wouldn't pick big band style, but at least it's jazz.)
Imagine the days when a big jazz band would just take an entire carriage and spend the trip playing! Imagine being invited in!!!
The joke is that it's 1946 and she's a classical snob, which you can tell because she's got glasses and a bun - totally She's All That pre-transformation - and is obviously going to become a glamorpuss while learning about jazz music. But who cares. Amazing!!! (As long as you brought your own earplugs.)
