3 things about Preston Sturges’ THE BEAUTIFUL BLONDE FROM BASHFUL BEND

The Beautiful Blonde from Bashful Bend [1949]

1. Repeating bullet splash.
2. Organ with foot pumps.
3. A ring from Paris.

Now that I’ve finally seen it, it pains me to say that this is indeed Preston Sturges’s worst film. His trademark wit, wordplay, and delightful absurdity are practically nonexistent. Instead it’s labored, thin, borderline racist, and … just not funny. Sad. A game cast gives it their all, to little effect. It *is* an exquisitely beautiful to look at though, especially in Kino’s Blu-ray release.