Made ten years before the current Harrison Ford was even born. This mildly saucy preCode farce is of interest solely for providing posterity with a talkie record of the earlier Harrison Ford, whose last film this was.
The credits make no mention of it originally being a play, but it sure plays like one; and is directed like one too by Frank Strayer. The cast are almost always lined up as though on a stage, feet and all, as they talk and talk; even when filmed out of doors in the early scenes. It then relocates for the second act to a hotel in which people scurry about, hide in cupboards and slam doors; but leadenly paced rather than at the breakneck speed with which satisfactory farce needs to be staged.
Ford himself acquits himself well playing a "low, sneering, leering lothario" called Donald; of whom it's said "No woman's safe when he's around"!
The credits make no mention of it originally being a play, but it sure plays like one; and is directed like one too by Frank Strayer. The cast are almost always lined up as though on a stage, feet and all, as they talk and talk; even when filmed out of doors in the early scenes. It then relocates for the second act to a hotel in which people scurry about, hide in cupboards and slam doors; but leadenly paced rather than at the breakneck speed with which satisfactory farce needs to be staged.
Ford himself acquits himself well playing a "low, sneering, leering lothario" called Donald; of whom it's said "No woman's safe when he's around"!