It's an obvious storline with one message - the press is too intrusive. That's it. Embelish it with some awful acting and it's not very good. Throw in reporter Boris Karloff (Isopod) and you get a bit of a laugh that brings things up into the ok category.
"Why did you kill my mother!", "Why did you kill my mother?" Why doesn't someone kill Marian Marsh (Jenny) who plays an irritating miss goody-two shoes. Her scene at the end of the film is embarrassing. Her mother, as played by Frances Starr (Nancy) is even worse. She is an awful actress that elicits no sympathy whatsoever. It is her story that is being dragged up in the press once again in order to sell papers. My goodness, she is such a frustrating bore. There is no way anybody would have any inclination to read about this waste of space. And then there is H. B. Warner (Michael) as Starr's partner. Wow - the poor acting just never ceases!
The good - editor Edward G (Randall) and Karloff. One of their scenes together at the beginning provides the film's standout moment of genuine entertainment. Watch how Robinson just can't help himself from smiling, laughing even, during his entire scene and dialogue delivery with Karloff. He must have been thinking - "This Karloff guy is hilarious" and he just can't contain himself. It's top quality. Shame these two can't quite overturn almost everybody else's abysmal acting.
"Why did you kill my mother!", "Why did you kill my mother?" Why doesn't someone kill Marian Marsh (Jenny) who plays an irritating miss goody-two shoes. Her scene at the end of the film is embarrassing. Her mother, as played by Frances Starr (Nancy) is even worse. She is an awful actress that elicits no sympathy whatsoever. It is her story that is being dragged up in the press once again in order to sell papers. My goodness, she is such a frustrating bore. There is no way anybody would have any inclination to read about this waste of space. And then there is H. B. Warner (Michael) as Starr's partner. Wow - the poor acting just never ceases!
The good - editor Edward G (Randall) and Karloff. One of their scenes together at the beginning provides the film's standout moment of genuine entertainment. Watch how Robinson just can't help himself from smiling, laughing even, during his entire scene and dialogue delivery with Karloff. He must have been thinking - "This Karloff guy is hilarious" and he just can't contain himself. It's top quality. Shame these two can't quite overturn almost everybody else's abysmal acting.