My favorite Louise Brooks story concerns the time she was the eighteen year old, Ziegfeld Follies, arm candy of New York Times journalist Herman Mankiewicz, squired to the opening performance of No, No, Nanette. Mankiewicz proceeded to get falling down drunk and fell asleep. The secretly literate Brooks stepped into the breach and wrote the review for him to his everlasting gratitude. It goes thusly – ‘There is to No, No, Nanette, let it be stated for the benefit of those who assemble such statistical material, a plot, in which for the final curtain Nanette, the heroine, embraces Tom, the hero. There is a score, with more familiar quotations from itself – one refers to ‘I Want To Be Happy’ and ‘Tea For Two’ – than even Hamlet. And there is an energetic cast of well selected comedians. Charles Winninger, as the wayward husband, is extremely mirth provoking and Louise Groody, in the title role, appears to better advantage than has been her lot in an unfortunate number of recent years.’ She also opined that the show was, ‘a highly meritorious paradigm of its kind.’ Not completely flat girls certainly do use their heads.