William Powell and Kay Francis star in this film whose quality is definitely Lubitsch-like and uncharacteristically sophisticated for Warners. Kay Francis is a very spoiled and already adulterous socialite and Powell is a charming jewel thief. Plot elements include some interesting cigarettes, which according to Powell's character, make you very relaxed, sleepy, and when you wake up, quite hungry! I don't think weed was ever offered so elegantly. Kay is already unfaithful to her current husband, and her friend Helen Vinson, makes it pretty clear that husbands are for buying nice things, but there are other places to seek one's pleasure. Needless to say, Powell is in line to be the next lover. Kay spends the latter half of the film wearing an off-the-shoulder, low-backed dress that defies gravity. I wasn't aware that something that still had sleeves could be so alluring. Apparently, in this style-conscious film, a woman's back was considered the most erotic part of her body. Highly recommended for the fun of it all.
Review of Jewel Robbery
