I just finished watching "Roaring Twenties." I thought it a fine motion picture. I don't hold the faux documentary stylings against it as Frank Nugent does in such a big way. How can you go wrong with Cagney and Bogart? Nugent didn't even mention Bogart in his review. I guess he was still a rising star in '39.
And a nosegay is a small bunch of flowers. What a "horrendous nosegay" is I still don't know.