This Columbia B puts a ballsier (at least gun totin') Blondie Dagwood out west being woo'ed by a really young Glenn Ford, already into his 11th picture here. This is part-melodrama, part musical (complete with an anachronistic swing number in the dance hall), part comedy. It's got Ann Miller as the bad guy's dancin' moll, Lola (this isn't a spoiler!)--- all wrapped up into a weird western with Charlie Ruggles doing a Foghorn Leghorn-meets-Colonel Sanders schtick. Very, very weird, but well produced. And you should see Allen Jenkins dance. He's no Fred Astaire, but he can cut a rug better than anyone might expect. Glenn Ford had to be disappointed in the direction of his career at this point, but to be fair there's worse ways to waste time than watching Go West, Young Lady (try watching a Bob Custer talkie and see what I mean).
Review of Go West, Young Lady
