Treats Sam Harris like a talentless idiot
George M. Cohan loved the way he was portrayed in this movie, apparently not caring how his former partner, Sam Harris, came across.
Harris was one of the most successful Broadway producers of his time. He brought many major shows to the stage, including long after he and Cohan split.
Yet in YDD Harris is depicted as a talentless sap, basically given an unexplained break by Cohan for Cohan's own purposes. Harris is seen as a nervous, unsure, boring guy (even to the point of giving the senior Cohan a birthday gift of "more ties that you don't need"), not once -- not once -- contributing a single thing to his and Cohan's success. Even within the context of the movie, the supposed reason Cohan takes him on as a partner makes no sense. And when they dissolve the partnership, Harris asks Cohan, "Who was the senior partner and who was the junior partner?" Really? After everything we've been shown? That remark simply comes across as gratuitous, if not downright pathetic.
Richard Whorf was never a great actor but he can't be blamed for how Harris is written in the script. Of course, depicting this important Broadway power as a boob along for the ride suits the tenor of this film, with its relentless falsifications and glorifications of its subject.
The filmmakers can tell all the fibs about Cohan they want (this is, after all, a Hollywood fantasy, not a documentary), but they should have allowed Sam Harris some dignity and character.