Film

Dance Hall

Name: Dance Hall
Genre: Comedy, Romance, Music
Released: 1941
Cast: Carole Landis, Cesar Romero, William Henry, June Storey, J. Edward Bromberg

Romantic comedy
Light-hearted

A breezy 1941 musical romance that trades on the charm of its cast rather than plot sophistication. Carole Landis plays a singer caught between a smooth-talking dance hall manager and a earnest composer. It's the kind of film that knows exactly what it is: a vehicle for music, wisecracks, and the pleasure of watching attractive people flirt. Lean, unpretentious, fun.

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