When the Boys Meet the Girls (1965)

Sorry, this movie sucks

There are better movies of two hours length. I loved the actress'performance.

It’s not bad or unwatchable but despite the amplitude of the spectacle, the end result is underwhelming.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties. It's a feast for the eyes. But what really makes this dramedy work is the acting.

This is the third version of the Gershwin Brothers popular musical Girl Crazy done for the big screen. Many forget and should and early version with Wheeler&Woolsey. Then there's the classic one Mickey and Judy did in the 40s. Now we have a third version starring Connie Francis and Harve Presnell with all generations of acts to accommodate everyone's taste.You will accommodate when you get Herman's Hermits, Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs, Liberace, and Louis Armstrong in addition to Connie and Harve singing the Gershwin classics. Material for the guest artists is generously interpolated while the main songs that George and Ira wrote are retained for the leads.Once again rich Danny Churchill is sent out west for a bit of discipline and he runs into cowgirl Ginger Gray. Such character players as Frank Faylen, Stanley Adams, Fred Clark, Russell Collins are all here. So is Sue Ane Langdon, Harve's golddigging former girlfriend who finds much deeper pockets to mine in the end. She's worth watching for herself alone.Nice to see Girl Crazy done again this time as When The Boys Meet The Girls. Maybe we'll get another version yet.

Considering that this was produced by the famously cheapjack and incompetent Sam Katzman, and is one of the 1960s MGM musicals often cited as contributing to the death of the genre, this halfhearted updating of "Girl Crazy" isn't as bad as I'd suspected. Plenty of Gershwin and a surprising amount of the never-good original book are left intact (though Herman's Hermits insist on singing "I'm biding my time/ 'Cause that's the kind of guy I AM," ruining the rhyme), and some amusingly incongruous guest stars -- Liberace, Louis Armstrong -- are thrown in. Heaven knows Connie Francis can't act, but she does fine by "But Not for Me" and "Embraceable You," and opposite her, Harve Presnell is strong-voiced, virile, and more at ease with acting than most tenors. There's a typical mid-'60s supporting cast featuring Fred Clark, Joby Baker, and Sue Ann Langdon (a good comedienne, but not here). Of course it's over-lit and underwritten and cheap-looking, but there's one honest production number for "I Got Rhythm," and the painted backdrops and fast-motion photography contribute some fun cheesiness. An amiable time-waster.

Wow...how awful is this?! A rock and roll remake of Girl Crazy with the Gershwin songs included and sung, almost trad style inbetween boppy gems from Hermans Hermits. There seemed to be a theme in the early to mid 60s of making Elvis movies without Elvis....just everyone else who might have managed a support role were all clumped together in some hideous alternate version of GIRL HAPPY or TICKLE ME or ROUSTABOUT because WHEN THE BOYS MEET THE GIRLS is the mashed potato version of any two reels (strung together) of those films. MGM specialised in them and we were gleefully offered WHERE THE BOYS ARE or GET YOURSELF A COLLEGE GIRL or COME FLY WITH ME or whatever film was thought of that sounded like any of the above titles. It all becomes a ghastly bag of singing jellies after a while. For some bizarre reason (like trying to please EVERYONE, Bollywood style) this pic also has Louis Armstrong and Liberace good for some completely inappropriate appearances......and I defy anyone not to be constantly appalled every 5 minutes. Connie Francis screeches her way whether singing or, well screeching, and Harve Presnell (about 11ft tall and 35years old and apparently still at college) fresh from THE UNSINKABLE MOLLY BROWN) gets a ginger hair doo and does his best to avoid sounding like Chad Everett who should have been in this instead. You will occasionally Hurrumph and mostly exclaim horror to whoever you watch this with. I loved it.

Harmless time-waster about the appealing Connie Francis and her father who open a new night club, which gives Sue Ane Langdon, Liberace and others an excuse to show off their musical talents.