Jubi-loss, not Jubi-lee

I saw this film today around 6AM today on Turner Classic Movies, and I thought I was hallucinating, it was so wierd.

What a lost opportunity..I don't know what the word is for this film - maudlin? jingo-istic? absurd?

Who is the idiot, long gone, who decided to have some of the greatest talents of the 20th century presided over by some barely intelligible child, who fortunately did not live to see herself discussed here? Everyone sits and nods helplessly when introduced, entombed in their tuxedos and evening gowns like living wax-works.

This was twenty years before television made its mark in changing the way celebrities were presented (after TV, they learned to present themselves, without the studio screening them)...

Regardless of the values of the time, I think people were cringing in 1930, anyway...76 years ago....