Julia Sweeney Blum’s review published on Letterboxd:
This movie is not completely awful. There's always Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.'s legs to look at.
It's just sad because you don't want this to be Lubitsch's last time directing.
It made me wonder, after recently watching Preston Sturges' pretty-much last film, The Beautiful Blonde from Bashful Bend, which also starred Betty Grable, if she wasn't something like box-office poison, only "director's-poison." Maybe it was just very depressing to be down to directing Betty Grable in anything.
Anyway, I slept through part of this film, but I don't think I'll be watching it again to see the parts I missed.
I love Ernst Lubitsch so much, just so much, and I want to give him a last year of life that isn't.... well, that isn't this film. I want to recreate that last year, have him sit around and watch his earlier great films, laugh really hard with his friends, spend time with his beloved daughter, and let the Caifornia sun shine down on his face (and his heart) and just take it all in - all that he did.
But instead, he was directing The Lady in Ermine.