As with Sunny Side of the Street, Purple Heart Diary features a scenario that cannot generate spontaneous outbursts of song without extreme difficulty. The devalued status of these films in American cinema stems from how shamelessly they function as promotional tools for recording artists. They radiate so far out from the filmic experience towards the hope of increased record sales that the performances of Laine and Langford come off as awkward at best and the diegetic illusions cannot hold.
Kevin John Bozelka
October 09, 2017