Halfway through filming, associate producer Glenn Tryon must have realized that the screenplay was not all that amusing, so he called in either Leonard Spigelgass or Charles Grayson to jazz up the other's script. For suddenly, without any warning at all, the actors start sending up the dialogue. Admittedly, this is done in a somewhat offhand manner. In fact, I didn't even notice some of the clichés until Robert Cummings drew attention to them on screen. I also applaud the way director Albert S. Rogell has toned down the usually irrepressible Hugh Herbert, who actually comes over as quite an acceptable comedian when he is not over-acting and attempting to steal everyone else's lines. The rest of the players are similarly top-drawer, and after that slow First Act, it all comes to quite an amusing climax. Production values are top-drawer, and I would like to especially applaud Gladys Parker's costumes for Nancy Kelly.
Review of Private Affairs
