This tale about a small town girl who goes to the big city is supposed to be a screwball comedy, but it offers the thinnest of plots, a disjointed storyline, and few real laughs.
Janet Gaynor stars as Nancy, the girl around whom the story revolves, but she lacks the magnetism--homespun or otherwise--to explain why Robert Montgomery and Franchot Tone would be drawn to her so vehemently.
Regardless, they are all working with a script that substitutes non sequiturs for real humor, and a one-note fish-out-of-water story for emotional depth. The result is mere amusement.
I don't think another actress could have saved this film, but Gracie Allen, Irene Dunne or Jean Arthur might have given it a stronger comedic base. The writers of this film were pitching screwball, but they missed the plate entirely.
Janet Gaynor stars as Nancy, the girl around whom the story revolves, but she lacks the magnetism--homespun or otherwise--to explain why Robert Montgomery and Franchot Tone would be drawn to her so vehemently.
Regardless, they are all working with a script that substitutes non sequiturs for real humor, and a one-note fish-out-of-water story for emotional depth. The result is mere amusement.
I don't think another actress could have saved this film, but Gracie Allen, Irene Dunne or Jean Arthur might have given it a stronger comedic base. The writers of this film were pitching screwball, but they missed the plate entirely.