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For the first film venture of his Dallas M. Fitzgerald Productions, Mr Fitzgerald has made over a short story that seems ready made for the talents of Clara Bow. The role requires her to look sexy, titillating, carefree and Bohemian, with lots of pouting and come-hither, but little of actual delivery. You see, she's actually a nice girl at heart, even though she's led her indulgent but worried Dad to believe she's kicking up her heels and living life to the full in the madly arty-tarty surroundings of Greenwich Village.
So Dad hires a muscle man (Donald Keith playing a Chester Morris type and actually enacting it rather well) to track down his "wayward" daughter and bring her flying heels to heel.
That's the story in a nutshell, and even in this abbreviated form, it doesn't sound too interesting. True, the writer has fleshed it out with a caddish but ineffectual rival to romance our heroine. And, of course, he's given our hero a comic sidekick, and our heroine a bosom pal too (even though she has precious little to do).
As a director, Mr Fitzgerald seems to wear a Charles Lamont rather than a Frank Capra mantle; and as a producer, he is certainly no Cecil B. DeMille. But he seems competent enough to get by. In a better print, this picture may well have offered fair-to-average entertainment for rabid Clara Bow fans. But in this 5-reel, ex-Kodascope versionno way!
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