5.3/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.3/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. A Night in a Dormitory remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you have twenty minutes to spare and a soft spot for the 1930s, this is probably worth your time. It’s perfect for people who love seeing stars like Ginger Rogers before they were famous.
But if you are looking for a story with a beginning, middle, and end, you will probably hate this. It is basically a music video from a time before music videos were even a thing.
The whole thing starts in a girls' dormitory that looks suspiciously like a movie set. There are way too many beds in one room.
The girls are all wearing these massive pajamas that look like they could double as tents. They are all gathered around, and one girl starts telling a story about her night at a nightclub.
Then the movie just... teleports there. It’s not a fancy transition.
It reminds me a little bit of the random energy in The Clown's Pups. It’s just stuff happening for the sake of entertainment.
Once we get to the club, the movie gets much louder. Tommy Dorsey is there with his trombone, and he looks incredibly young.
The music has that specific crunchy, scratchy sound that early talkies always have. I kind of love it, even if it makes my ears ring a little bit.
Ginger Rogers is clearly the star here. She has this energy that makes everyone else in the room look like they are standing still.
She does this little dance that is so 1930s. It’s all quick steps and shaking her shoulders.
Some of the other dancers look a bit confused. There is one guy in the background who keeps looking at the floor like he’s trying to find his mark.
The lighting in the dorm scene is actually kind of bad. There are these huge shadows on the wall that don't match where the lamps are.
I also noticed that the girls in the dorm seem way too excited about a story they have probably heard ten times already. They keep gasping at the smallest details.
It’s a bit like The King on Main Street where the spectacle is more important than the logic. People just want to see the costumes and hear the songs.
There is a moment where a girl plays the piano and her hands don't quite match the music. It’s a small thing, but once you see it, you can't un-see it.
The movie is way more fun once you stop trying to figure out why they are filming a sleepover. It’s just a vibe.
It feels a lot shorter than it is, which is usually a good sign. It doesn't overstay its welcome like Periwinkle sometimes feels like it does.
Overall, it's just a weird little time capsule. It’s not deep, and it’s definitely not a masterpiece.
But seeing Ginger Rogers being charming at such a young age is pretty cool. It’s a nice little snack of a movie. 🍿
I forgot to mention the guy playing the drums. He looks like he’s having the time of his life, even though he only gets about three seconds of screen time.
The sound quality is definitely a bit rough. Sometimes the music drowns out the talking, but the talking isn't really that important anyway.
It’s a fun watch if you don't take it seriously. Just enjoy the jazz and the strange pajamas.

IMDb 6.5
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