Golden Earrings (Paramount) must have been intended as quite a novelty. Audiences were to thrill to the spectacle of a Dietrich Without Glamor: her famous legs lost in gypsy petticoats, her looks in gypsy greasepaint, her trick accent reduced to gypsy gutturals barely distinguishable from stock-company wigwam banter.
The idea turns out to be neither novel nor bright. All that Marlene Dietrich could possibly prove in such a role is her competence as a comedienne, which she has already repeatedly proved, with much better material. The deliberate liquidation of all her other assets seems as pound foolish as it would be to...