Okay, it was 1929 and movies had just started talking. But this tale of a jazz combo who take in a violin-playing waif moves lethargically through a few settings. There's the night spot where the band performs and the apartment where they live --and where the dialogue drones on and on. As the street girl, Betty Compson desperately tries to fake a Ruritanian accent while a young, thin Jack Oakie gets off a a few snappy one-liners. When the cast stops jabbering and the music takes over, it's entertaining -- particularly an up-tempo number, "Lovable and Sweet," co-written by Oscar Levant. But when they talk, you can't stop yawning.
Review of Street Girl
