I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

Like the great film, it's made with a great deal of visible affection both in front of and behind the camera.

By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

As a boy of 10, I found this movie great fun when it opened in 1944 at the Lyric Theater in Spearman, Texas. The movie didn't have much plot, as I remember, just lots of music and homespun humor. The main thing was that it had all my little sister's and my favorites--like Pat Buttram, the Hoosier Hotshots, and best of all, Lulubelle and Scotty--from the "National Barn Dance" radio program. Our older sister--a teenager in 1944--thought this WLS-Chicago radio show was corny. I guess it was--and the movie, too--but we were always glad when big sis had a date on Saturday night so that we could hear Lulubelle and Scotty instead of having to listen to "Your Hit Parade." After we saw the "National Barn Dance" movie, the Saturday night battle over what to listen to raged even more violently than it had before.