Best movie of this year hands down!

A very feeble attempt at affirmatie action

The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

The film may be flawed, but its message is not.

Betty Hutton's film career consists of 3 or 4 famous films, and lots of forgotten ones. "The Stork Club" is among the latter, even though it's one of her most easily available on DVD. The songs are third-rate, and the story is built entirely on tiresome misunderstandings that could have been resolved in three minutes, if only the characters really wanted to resolve them (they go on for an unreasonable 98 minutes). Hutton is forced to be honest and lovelorn instead of wacky and brassy most of the time, and it doesn't really suit her; Iris Adrian has one good line or, more accurately, word: "I saved him from drowning" - "Why?"! *1/2 out of 4.

A lowly hatcheck girl at the Stork Club saves a wealthy old guy from drowning. Grateful, he sets up big expense accounts for her, anonymously. As a result, she can only guess at her benefactor, which she and her jealous boyfriend usually get really wrong. And if that's not enough, she and her boyfriend are trying to make it in musical show business. It's like the production is trying to crowd in too much plot and the parts fail to blend into a satisfying whole. That leaves us with a few stellar parts (the amusing expense accounts stampede) amid too much meandering talk and plot shenanigans. Hutton generally lights up the screen, especially with her scintillating "Doctor, Lawyer …" But her numbers are few and far between. Meanwhile, Fitzgerald was a star and so gets a lot of screen time as the sly old Croesus, who follows Judy (Hutton) around giving advice. Unfortunately, for we curious provincials, there's not enough of the Stork Club or its sophisticates despite the title. There is, however, an edifying look at styles and hip lingo, circa 1945. Then too, I'm guessing that the notoriously sassy Iris Adrian had to tone down her usual act so as not to interfere with Hutton. Add too much dawdling direction from Hal Walker, an underused Robert Benchley (Curtis), plus an oddly wooden Don DeFore (Danny) conducting his band with all the verve of a sleepwalker, and the overall result is a disappointing 100-minutes. For sure, it's not the best showcase for fans of that human dynamo, Betty Hutton.

The Stork Club movie is probably best enjoyed by those in their late 30s and upwards. The movies in the 40s generally provide adequate entertainment for either a matinée or an evening showing. This movie is no exception. The stars in this movie seamlessly perform their parts well. The plot is not that great. The movie drags a little in the middle, but many movies do. Betty Hutton is always entertaining. There is some musical scores and singing in the movie which leads to additional enjoyment. The plot like many 40s movies is highly predictable. Yet Barry Fitzgerald is very entertaining as well. The Stork Club provides a non-memorable, yet entertaining way to pass time. Not quite a "Busy" movie. You can enjoy the movie with a bowl of popcorn and some friends. Enjoy.

This astonishingly lame Betty Hutton musical brawl was an astoundingly profitable musical for Paramount in 1945 recouping TEN times its production costs in rentals from around the world. However, it must have been one of those 'it seemed funny at the time' events because today it is underwhelming indeed. I can only imagine that everyone was so delighted at the end of WW2 that they all went to the movies in 1945 and laughed uproariously at almost anything.... because that is what this weak comedy musical is...almost anything. A baffling and silly story sees Betty in the Stork Club where she yells and sings. That's it. I had been keen for years to see this no-film because of it's reputation in profit, but within ten minutes I became confused and thought I must have the wrong film. By the time we actually got to the Stork Club I realised the film was a dud and it made sense that the film was so long unseen. It really had no energy and interest and therefore no relevance to anything after 1946. I know a lot of other films do not either but at least they might not be boring and have some entertainment value. The nonsense in the no plot with Barry Fitzgerald made it seem all the more plausible that he fled to Republic Pictures and took the trip to Ireland in 1950 to make THE QUIET MAN.