This is the story of someone who has the unnatural, ungodly affliction of being ambitious and wanting a career even though she's not a man! Will she see the error of her ways before she causes the destruction of civilisation?
Although we know attitudes were very different in the 30s, it's still astonishing and thoroughly shocking to see this in the flesh. If you watch a lot of 1930s pictures you start to think that these people are just like you and that times weren't so different. You've grown to regard these little black + white celluloid people as your friends and you feel really let down by them. What's shocking is that it suddenly clicks with you that to these people you thought you knew, all this seemed absolutely normal. Even the bizarre opening court case when a girl is caught pretending to be white, breaking the miscegenation laws was a perfectly aspect of normal life to the society your celluloid friends lived in. It disappoints you. What is particularly saddening is that this is written by Robert Riskin - the champion of the underdog, Columbia's and Frank Capra's star writer, defender of the little man. It could logically be argued that it wasn't him, it was the society he lived in but it's still like finding out that Paddington is a Nazi.
Like WEEKEND MARRIAGE made a year earlier, its theme is identical: a woman's place is in the home and like that film, it's also pretty terribly made. That this was not only made by a top director, Eddie Buzzell but also written by one of the best screenwriters of Hollywood makes no sense for it to be so poor. The cinematography and the overall look of the film is actually quite impressive but the acting is flat and you simply can't engage with them - you have no desire whatsoever to get to know these people. Maybe it's the theme which instantly makes you uneasy so unreceptive to this. Maybe it's because it's so badly acted particularly by Gene Raymond and Claire Dodd. Actually, as second-rate an actress Fay Wray was, she's not too bad in this. She doesn't get good reviews for her performance but compared with her colleagues, she's Meryl Streep. How can she do better with such a self-deprecating role castigating herself for wanting a career, wanting excitement instead of just staying at home to look after her husband and give him a child - sorry, a son?
This is worse than WEEKEND MARRIAGE because at least that was so insanely over the top misogynistic it engaged your emotions even if only to make you furious. With this, despite it looking better and having so much going on every minute, it somehow manages to be boring at the same time.
Although we know attitudes were very different in the 30s, it's still astonishing and thoroughly shocking to see this in the flesh. If you watch a lot of 1930s pictures you start to think that these people are just like you and that times weren't so different. You've grown to regard these little black + white celluloid people as your friends and you feel really let down by them. What's shocking is that it suddenly clicks with you that to these people you thought you knew, all this seemed absolutely normal. Even the bizarre opening court case when a girl is caught pretending to be white, breaking the miscegenation laws was a perfectly aspect of normal life to the society your celluloid friends lived in. It disappoints you. What is particularly saddening is that this is written by Robert Riskin - the champion of the underdog, Columbia's and Frank Capra's star writer, defender of the little man. It could logically be argued that it wasn't him, it was the society he lived in but it's still like finding out that Paddington is a Nazi.
Like WEEKEND MARRIAGE made a year earlier, its theme is identical: a woman's place is in the home and like that film, it's also pretty terribly made. That this was not only made by a top director, Eddie Buzzell but also written by one of the best screenwriters of Hollywood makes no sense for it to be so poor. The cinematography and the overall look of the film is actually quite impressive but the acting is flat and you simply can't engage with them - you have no desire whatsoever to get to know these people. Maybe it's the theme which instantly makes you uneasy so unreceptive to this. Maybe it's because it's so badly acted particularly by Gene Raymond and Claire Dodd. Actually, as second-rate an actress Fay Wray was, she's not too bad in this. She doesn't get good reviews for her performance but compared with her colleagues, she's Meryl Streep. How can she do better with such a self-deprecating role castigating herself for wanting a career, wanting excitement instead of just staying at home to look after her husband and give him a child - sorry, a son?
This is worse than WEEKEND MARRIAGE because at least that was so insanely over the top misogynistic it engaged your emotions even if only to make you furious. With this, despite it looking better and having so much going on every minute, it somehow manages to be boring at the same time.