Rent Dance, Girl, Dance (1940)
3.5 of 5 from 75 ratings
1h 28min




For something wrapped in 1940 gloss, this is shockingly upfront about men treating women onstage like scenery. It doesn’t just depict the gaze — it calls out the entitlement behind it, and it’s even more striking knowing it’s coming from a woman filmmaker of the era.
Maureen O’Hara’s late-film speech is the detonation: angry, direct, and brave enough to feel contemporary. Lucille Ball is right there with her, weaponising timing and wit when the script gets a bit wobbly.
The weak link is Hayward’s romantic detour, which feels bolted on and far too time-hungry. But whenever the film stays with the women — rivalry, ambition, frustration — it crackles. Uneven, yes. Still, it lands with real force.