Just so...so bad

Good concept, poorly executed.

Mostly, the movie is committed to the value of a good time.

If you're interested in the topic at hand, you should just watch it and judge yourself because the reviews have gone very biased by people that didn't even watch it and just hate (or love) the creator. I liked it, it was well written, narrated, and directed and it was about a topic that interests me.

Doris Day's second feature may have been written expressly for the hot new talent, what with a feisty character similar to her own personality involved in familiar circumstances. Radio show producer Jack Carson loses his temperamental star and has to find a new and exciting singer, 'accidentally' hearing perky Doris delivering a ditty and giving her a break. Playing a single mom and working girl, Day eventually goes to Hollywood yet doesn't forget her old chum, who has become a romantic partner. Extremely minor offering from Warner Bros. overdoses a bit on Day's natural spunk, though she does have a few nice numbers and works very comfortably with Carson. This is the movie with the elaborate Bugs Bunny dream sequence, which doesn't have a lot to do with what's going on but is colorful nevertheless. ** from ****

My mom often tells me about how, growing up in Galena Park, Texas, the local cinema was the hot place. Among her favorite flicks there were Vincent Price's stuff (deliberate camp); among her least favorite flicks were Doris Day's stuff (the wholesome girl next door).Watching "My Dream Is Yours", I can see why she had no respect for these sorts of movies. This one is an infantilizing story of a cute-and-nothing-else woman getting her break into show biz. I only knew about the movie because one of the Looney Tunes DVDs showed a scene from it in which Bugs Bunny, Doris Day and Jack Carson tell a boy to wake up to the tune of Franz Liszt's "Second Hungarian Rhapsody". The truth is, Liszt must be spinning in his grave knowing how they misused his song here. And the people behind the Looney Tunes cartoons should have known better than to let their greatest creation get used in this swill.But as it is, the Bugs Bunny scene is really the only scene worth watching; in fact, if you watch only that scene, you just might come away with a good impression of the movie. As for me, I watched the movie only to heckle it like Mike, Servo and Crow do to the crummy movies sent them by Dr. Forrester on "Mystery Science Theater 3000" (the truth is, "MST3K" would have a field day with "MDIY"). Among my jeers were: (as Jack Carson picks up a phone): "Do you have Prince Albert in a can?" (as Jack Carson and Doris Day are about to board the plane): "Hey, I bet Mohammed Atta* is one of your fellow passengers!""My dream is yours..." "Yeah? Well, my nightmare is this movie!" OK, so I think that I've done as much as I can to describe how stupid this movie was, so I'll now look at it from another angle. I watched this hunk o'junk a few hours after I went to see "Grindhouse". The only similarity between the two movies is that they're both escapism. But the Robert Rodriguez-Quentin Tarantino double feature was blatantly absurd, and quite proud of being as gross as possible; it comes out very honorable as a result. This one, on the other hand, believes itself to be as much a masterpiece as "Citizen Kane". I would just like to say that this movie reaches that one's quality about to the extent that "Ishtar" does. In fact, it makes you feel like you're turning into one of the zombies from "Grindhouse". In fact, while Doris Day's character was supposed to be cute, I just prefer to believe that she was uglier than any of those zombies.In conclusion, unless you're one of those people who thinks that any hokey movie turns into a masterpiece just because a bunch of people start singing, you'll definitely want to avoid this movie. In fact, one thing that you could do is rent the movie but go straight to the special features and watch the Looney Tunes cartoon "A Ham in a Role", in which the Goofy Gophers torment a Shakespearean actor. Stick with that one and avoid "My Dream Is Yours" (except maybe the Bugs Bunny scene).*In case you've forgotten, Mohammed Atta was one of the 9/11 hijackers. If you consider it illogical to mention him and "Grindhouse" while reviewing this movie...well, I consider this movie as much a piece of crap as any of the 9/11 hijackers, and I think that I speak for at least most of my generation when I say that we far prefer gross-out exploitation movies to anything starring Doris Day.

I caught this little number the other night and, well, because I like Jack Carson, I'll give it a passing grade. Besides that, however, it really doesn't have that much to offer. For starters, I wasn't convinced at all by the male lead who plays a radio singer -- I'd never seen him before -- who is he? Secondly, Doris Day's personality is always sparkly when she plays this kind of role but I for one have never really understood her appeal as a singer although it was interesting seeing her attempt bouncy jive songs more suited to Betty Hutton. And like I said, Jack Carson, like George Brent, seemed to be in every Warner movie but never got the respect they deserved. I've seen Carter in many and he's a great singer/showman as well. As for SZ "cuddles" Sakall, a little of him goes a long way with me. Finally, maybe I dozed off but somewhere the movie lost me; just when did Doris fall in love with Gary? And then she conveniently ends up with Carter. Too pat. She should have liked Carter all along. All in all, not a total turkey, but not that great either. And poor Eve Arden - she could phone these parts in.

I've forgotten how vibrant and appealing the young Doris was.She benefits here from a class director like Michael Curtiz.I only wished he could have done the same for Rosie Clooney in "White Christmas" or with Peggy Lee in "The Jazz Singer" as they had this potential beyond being blonde canary birds, but never hit their stride in films the way Doris did. Here she visits such Hollywood landmarks as the Brown Derby and Schwab's drug store. Eve Arden scores again as the unlucky-with-men, wise-cracking best friend, a part Thelma Ritter played to perfection in "Pilow Talk," later with Doris. After the first hour, the ghost of "A Star is Born" begins to take form as Lee Bowman drinks himself out of a career and then the unknown Doris rises to become a bigger star than he. Also, the presence of both Jack Carson and Adolphe Menjou from both versions of " Star is Born" triggered my memory. But Bowman is no James Mason who evoked sympathy from the audience and, in fact, he's mainly a conceited jerk who deserves to fail.But this is Doris's film and in it she showed the promise of what was to come in films like "Young Man with a Horn" (Curtiz again) and "Love Me or Leave Me." It's only when musicals dropped out of fashion and she was forced into doing mediocre comedies that made us forget her truly wide-ranging talents. Had she been given better co-stars than Jack Carson and the insipid Gordon MacRae, she might have risen to the heights of a Judy Garland!