Watched this as a teenager, and, it may be the run of the mill stylistics, but all I really remember and want to share, is the moment when Louis Armstrong pipes in with "Hello Dolly!", THAT'S when my spirit beamed...if I watch this again, which I very well might, I'll put a more robust review in the comments section...,,,
I think it's far too easy to hate on this film as it's been considered the last of a dying breed. By 1969 the big, splashy Hollywood musical was falling out of fashion and Hello Dolly was the final guest who just wouldn't leave the party. This however, does not diminish the overall quality of the film. Miscasting aside, Barbra is wonderful and the choreography is spectacular.
A monumental old whore of a film, spilling forth with showy flashes of bloomers in an over-compensating belief scale alone will impress. The performances generally grate and are played with too much pep and grimacing cheeriness (Crawford’s character is quite slappable). It’s best enjoyed in selective chunks: zone in on most of the musical numbers and skip the skittish patter in between.
This is actually my favorite Gene Kelly movie after It's Always Fair Weather. Michael Kidd's dances are pretty fine too and the dancers, especially Tommy Tune, are up to it. Wilder's play serves as a solid basis for Kelly's extreme artificiality and Streisand's inappropriate youthfulness serves to emphasize the sense of play. It marries the spirit of amateur theatricals to that of brassy Hollywood professionals.