kind of creepy movie

I got sucked into an old movie last night. Pretty much as soon as I saw Katherine Hepburn I became curious. Old movies have their female characters deliver their lines like bullets with out pause and everything they say is intended to be sharp, sassy, and sarcastic. But it feels a bit like decoding and when you assemble the meaning a sense of disappointment settles in, it's just not that clever and it's so much work catching all the overlapping words. I got the feeling the movie was processing business and puncuality was of the utmost importance. So there would be some core dialogue taking place and then some side event simultaneously. I can't focus on that many things at once! Why was it all so quick and rushed? Too much to get in to an hour long story? When it ended I felt kind of funny, like what the fuck did I just watch? It sets up all this meaningless playfulness, most of the movie is unnecessary dialogue and irrelevent interactions when suddenly in the last 20 minutes it decides to become a grotesque drama. Stage something was the title, or something Stage. One girls repulsion for this big-time director unbelievably transforms into love after a single drunken dinner at his apartment where he covered her in very cheesy flattery. Then one of the other background girls earned the over-acting award for a thoroughly disproportionate reaction to not getting the leading role in some play. She (quite predictably) jumps off the roof after having a little halucination that she is walking onto the stage to loud cheers and applause and a nearly demonic possession exudes from her face. It was hard to watch the screen at that moment, I just wanted to cringe. I think that is one of the most unintentionally disturbing scenes I've ever seen. So Katherine Hepburn who to this point in the film was being portrayed as a sort of advocate for the other girls suddenly weasles her way into the role she knows this other girls desperately wants and supposedly has the talent to perform. (But realistically based on her disposition she doesn't have the strength, stamina, or will to be an actress. Another failure in the writing to make sense.) Blonde girl comes to opening night and lets loose a diatribe against Hepburn how she stole the part and it's her fault. Hepburn becomes an emotional mess and gives a stunning performance as a result and the movie ends on that strange chipper note from before with her career being an established success. Really? What the fuck was wrong with people in the
40's? Hepburn was the only good performer in the movie and despite the story-line flaws, appalling supporting cast, and ludicrous plot she was a pleasure to watch.