The thirties, drifting unknowingly toward the horrors of WW2, provided the context for these appropriately earnest young men to prove themselves by successfully competing for a mail contract( it could have been anything of value). The villains are devious and uncomplicated. The women chaste and nearly helpless. The acting (especially Noah Berry, Jr and Grant Withers) projects to the highest seat in the balcony. The flying sequences may be the best the film has to offer but on a Saturday afternoon in the mid-thirties this was quite good enough, thank you. This film stands as a worthy example of our sweet, innocent past.
Review of Tailspin Tommy
