Louis was certainly in the film -- he plays the "storytelling host" of the thing. It is all very weird, because of course with Armstrong, Crosby, and Sinatra, you have the three great male American singers of the 20th century together -- not to mention the jaw dropping Grace Kelly -- but none of it works. The film is as dead as mutton. Crosby is too old for the part, for one thing. And there is the obvious fact that Crosby reveres Armstrong -- I assume he got him into the film -- and Armstrong is sort of an icon in the film, and yet Armstrong's role is very ambiguous, no one ever mentions race at all, in among the whitest people who ever drew celluloid breath. The jazz musicians are sort of like the black maid in earlier films, but more central -- as if the story were being told by the black maid. Very weird. But it was indeed a remake of the Philadelphia Story, written by Philip Barry, and had nothing to do with any Fitzgerald story I know, apart from the fact that we are dealing with the American rich. yours, Peter T.