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Each character in this movie — down to the smallest one — is an individual rather than a type, prone to spontaneous changes of mood and sometimes amusing outbursts of pettiness or ill humor.

Excellent and certainly provocative... If nothing else, the film is a real conversation starter.

Flimsy MGM musical that skates by on the charm of its stars. Red Skelton and Esther Williams play a couple of carnival performers who are mistaken for a Texas millionaire and his sister. Skelton rolls with it and winds up getting into trouble over a lost bet while Esther finds herself falling for cowboy Howard Keel. Red's fun but the script isn't that hot. Esther is gorgeous as ever and has good chemistry with Skelton and Keel. This is the last of five pictures she did with Red. Ann Miller's also in this and seems to be having the most fun of anybody. The songs are forgettable. Howard Keel sings to his horse. Yeah, it's like that. Not one of Esther or Red's best but watchable and pleasant enough to pass the time.

That old silly plot device, mistaken identity, is utilized for this less than exciting MGM musical that tries to make us believe that two carnival performers can be confused for two rodeo star. Brother and sister Red Skelton and Esther Williams don't do anything to change the confusion since they get free room and board. With one of the rodeo performers (Howard Keel) actually there keeping their secret, all sorts of silly events occur. Throw in Ann Miller tapping, Keenan Wynn tossing out wisecracks and only one sequence with Williams swimming, and you see why I call this second-rate MGM. Miller's big number, "It's Dynamite", is more memorable for the fact that she dances on a xylophone than for the song itself. Skelton, sometimes too silly for today's taste, has one hysterically funny sequence trying to roll tobacco, but his rodeo stunt ride at the end is a repeat of things we've already seen, and not nearly as funny.Keel and Williams get the romance, but Keel's songs are forgettable. A rousing variation of "Deep in the Heart of Texas", also heard in the same year's "Rich, Young, and Pretty", is the musical highlight. A somewhat imaginative sequence where Keel fantasizes about Williams swimming in his hotel room makes you wonder if MGM had declared Chapter 11 this year because of the lack of spectacle usually associated with their musicals.

Esther Williams set on the MGM lot must have been in repair, maybe the pool needed a chlorine refill because none of the spectacular aquatic scenes associated with her films will be found in Texas Carnival. In fact this is really a Red Skelton film and the powers that be at MGM who always liked to keep their contract players working said do this film while we clean the pool.It's not the greatest Esther Williams or even Red Skelton film, but it does have an amusing moment or two. Red and Esther are working at a dunk tank in a cheap carnival when an inebriated Keenan Wynn shows up and through a combination of circumstances Williams and Skelton wind up going to a Texas resort being mistaken for Wynn and his sister Paula Raymond.They both find love and trouble at the resort with Williams taking a real liking to Howard Keel who is the foreman of Wynn's ranch and Red falling for the tap dancing sheriff's daughter in the person of Ann Miller. Red also by playing up to the big Texas cattle baron manages to lose $17,000.00 dollars in what the Texans just call a friendly game among millionaires.As I said Texas Carnival is clearly more Red's film than Esther's and he dominates with a hilarious chuck wagon race finale and one of his patented drunk scenes. What's interesting is that in this film Skelton had Keenan Wynn to contend with in the inebriation competition. Both of these guys have played incredible imbibing scenes in their respective films.In his memoirs Howard Keel says that Red Skelton was a comic genius, but so much so that his contemporaries had trouble keeping up with him. In that barroom scene with Keenan Wynn it took half a day to shoot because Wynn couldn't help breaking up at his performance.Don't look for too much aquatics in this Esther Williams film, but it's a not bad Red Skelton comedy.

This brash and often noisy Technicolor trifle is definitely not for those expecting to enjoy a series of Esther's more elaborate water ballets. She spends a minimal amount of time in the water in this one and there's only one trademark production number, a dream sequence in which she floats sinuously about in Howard Keel's darkened hotel room, trailing yards of diaphanous white veiling, that comes close to what her fans might have lined up at the box-office hoping to enjoy.Esther, however, looks wondrously healthy and pretty throughout, the very picture of an All-American Girl, acting with her usual pert insouciance. Howard gets to unleash his rich bass-baritone in two or three forgettable songs, though he certainly looks convincing as a lanky ranch foreman. Red Skelton contributes his usual shtick, at some tedious length here and there, and even manages to amuse today's audiences with a skillfully executed pratfall or two. Ann Miller, ever the most energetic in the cast, seems to come out on top in this pastiche, tossing off a couple of her patented leg-tossing, tippy-tapping dance amazements, choreographed by the reliable Hermes Pan.M-G-M touted this as 'Another Big MGM Musical' but it appears to have been rather thriftily produced, with some minimal location work that looks notably cobbled together, especially in a concluding and very extended chuck wagon race, which involves some dangerously risky stunt work, by the way.Keenan Wynn lends some very sour support, as a Texas millionaire, overly fond of his bourbon. Skelton also is supposed to imbibe a prodigious amount in one drawn-out sequence, and we're meant to find it riotously funny, something that may have been acceptable back in the early 1950s but which fails to amuse as easily today, with our greater awareness of the very deleterious effects of excessive alcohol intake.It's also amusing to note how very much inflation has devalued the American dollar in the more than half-century since this film was released. A multi-room hotel suite large enough to fill one of M-G-M's average soundstages is quoted as costing what would be the usual price in today's dollars for a single, modest hotel room in a smaller U.S. city. A doctor makes a house call, to tend a briefly ailing Ms. Williams (She's fainted from hunger, poor thing!), for a fee that wouldn't cover the charge for administering an aspirin anywhere in a U. S. health facility today. A beautiful Lincoln Cosmopolitan convertible is smashed into a tree (mercifully, off-camera) and the quoted estimated tariff for its repairs (supposedly including a ruined dashboard) is so laughably minuscule that the total wouldn't cover a six months' insurance premium assessed for an ultra-safe contemporary driver with no traffic citations on his/her record over many prior years of accident-free mileage. What price progress?!?