James Cagney is a cocky stunt pilot who joins Pat O'Brien's beloved Marine Corps flying squad in Devil Dogs of the Air (1935). Taking the worst of the Cagney persona and upping it by a factor of at least 10 he is reduced to a boorish lout that insanely laughs at his own doings while stumbling into stealing O'Brien's girl, Margaret Lindsay. The execrable Frank McHugh adds to the agony as a braying jackass constantly repeating the same musical phrase as some sort of "comic" "relief." You could practically see the pages being torn from the script as it goes to the inevitable conclusion in high, inexplicable speed. The big flying sequence turns out to be a practice mission (it was between the wars, so...) and is about as exciting as watching a practice mission.
The studios had a hard time making quality films that conformed to the demands of the production code, particularly in the first few years of its existence, 1934-1938. So I lay the blame for the inanity and lack of entertainment value of this one on said production code. A much better film about flyers - though commercial not military - is Ceiling Zero from 1936, also starring Cagney and O'Brien. I'd recommend that one instead, but unfortunately rights problems make it unavailable.
The studios had a hard time making quality films that conformed to the demands of the production code, particularly in the first few years of its existence, 1934-1938. So I lay the blame for the inanity and lack of entertainment value of this one on said production code. A much better film about flyers - though commercial not military - is Ceiling Zero from 1936, also starring Cagney and O'Brien. I'd recommend that one instead, but unfortunately rights problems make it unavailable.