This movie is cringe inducing in its portrayal of race relations; I could hardly believe anyone thought it would be a good idea to have Bing Crosby dress up in blackface to sing a song praising Abe Lincoln. There are other blackface numbers, for no particular point. Moreover, the treatment by the white dancers and singers, especially Bing Crosby, of African American servants in the inn is classic racism unawares. I find it all appalling. The script isn't even worth sitting through; it's predictable and slow. The only good parts, in my opinion, are the dance sequences featuring Marjorie Reynolds and Fred Astaire. No plot needed there -- it's just a joy to watch them. But even they can't save this lost cause of a movie.