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Destry Rides Again


It's hard to believe from today's standpoint that in 1937 Joan Crawford, Bette Davis, Greta Garbo, Katherine Hepburn and Marlene Dietrich were all on the list lable "Box Office Poison". After the list was published all film plans for Marlene Dietrich were dropped. So she packed up her things and left Hollywood for the next two years. She was still vacationing in Europe when she was sent the script for Destry Rides Again. At first she didn't like it but soon had a change of heart and set sail back to Hollywood to begin production.

Jimmy Stewart was to be her co-star and Dietrich was to play Frenchy, a character reminiscent of Lola Lola in The Blue Angel. Stewart plays Tom Destry, a gunless deputy who's trying to bring peace and stability to an old western town. Tom and Frenchy end up falling in love with each other. Nonetheless, Frenchy warns him to get out of town to avoid being killed. Despite her warnings he stays and brings peace to the town unharmed. Unfortunately, however Frenchy accidentally takes a bullet for Tom and dies.

Destry Rides Again became the great comeback film after the incident in 1937 for the great Marlene Dietrich with her exceptional performance as Frenchy. She gave such a realistic performance that her fight scene with Una Merkal in the movie was actually a real fight because Dietrich insisted that the scene must look real. There were no stand-ins involved.


Lyrics to "See What the Boys In the Backroom Will Have"

See what the boys in the backroom will have
and tell them I'm having the same.
Go see what the boys in the backroom will have
and give them the poison they name
and when I die-don't spend my money
on flowers and my picture and a frame
Just see what the boys in the backroom will have
and tell them I sighed, and tell them I cried!
and tell them I died of the same!

And when I die-don't buy a casket
of silver with the candles all aflame!
Just see what the boys in the backroom will have
and tell them I sighed, and tell them I cried!
and tell them I died of the same!

And when I die-don't pay the preacher 
for speaking of my glory and my fame!
Just see what the boys in the backroom will have
and tell them I sighed, and tell them I cried!
and tell them I died of the same!