Stagey, talky early sound-era movie is a guaranteed sleep aid. Everybody just stands around bloviating. Characters hardly move. The B&W print is flat and unrestored. Same deal with the sound.
In short, it's the perfect 4 a.m. TCM movie where you just want to drift back to sleep.
If there's a story in there about marriage and divorce I didn't get past all the sermonizing from the stiffs in tuxedos. I can't believe Depression-era audiences willingly paid their 5c to sit in a dark theatrer and be lectured by a bunch of pompous jackwagons. Movies like this would have had me cheering for The End.
In short, it's the perfect 4 a.m. TCM movie where you just want to drift back to sleep.
If there's a story in there about marriage and divorce I didn't get past all the sermonizing from the stiffs in tuxedos. I can't believe Depression-era audiences willingly paid their 5c to sit in a dark theatrer and be lectured by a bunch of pompous jackwagons. Movies like this would have had me cheering for The End.