Extremely proud, Michael Martin made fashion model Carolyn quit her job, after their marriage. Carolyn quickly, quietly and secretly did get another job, when she realizes Michael cannot successfully make their financial ends meet, alone.
This remake of West of Zanzibar (1928) made four years later tries to outdo the Lon Chaney original in morbidity. From a wheelchair a handicapped white man rules an area of Africa as a ... See full summary »
Dr. Eli Watt, a widower, comes to a small town, considering himself a failure in his attempt to have a meaningful career in New York. He raises his son Jimmy as well as Letty, a baby whose ... See full summary »
John S. Robertson
Judge Moffett is as crooked as they come and the Board of Judicial Corruption is after him. So he hides out in the poor part of town. While there, she drops the bankbook that Moffett has ... See full summary »
A bitter divorcée and a grumpy widower find themselves stuck in a hotel that is cut off from the outside by a snowstorm. Although both have no intention of getting married again, they begin... See full summary »
A young woman has difficulty understanding why her husband walks out on her. Alone for the first time, she finds life difficult to cope with and for a time lives with the hope that her ... See full summary »
Trish Van Devere,
Although the Catholic Church of Detroit placed this movie on its "to be boycotted" list in July 1934, the Production Code Administration gave it an approval certificate for its re-release in 1935, when the its Code was more rigorously enforced. See more »
T. Fenny Sylvester:
What the...? Gum! There's gum in the telephone. Gum in the lapels of me suits. I steps in it. I sits in it. I combs it out of me hair. The only place I don't find gum, you ain't been! Now, listen - I'm gettin' fed up. If you ain't exercisin' that pan of yours, yapping about a career, you're chewing gum! Now, get this straight - you ain't goin' on no stage! And if you get any more of that gum on me, so help me, I'll... What the...?
T. Fenny Sylvester:
. Go on! Scram out of here before I run a temperature. I ...
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The Production Code was strengthened in 1934; this racy RKO comedy must have just gotten in under the wire. It's a very funny gangsters-in-the-theater comedy, not unlike "Bullets Over Broadway," in which every player plays exactly what they played in dozens of other movies: ZaSu Pitts flutters and dithers (and at one surprising point tells Nat Pendleton "take me, I'm yours"), Edward Everett Horton does slow burns, Pert Kelton does sassy and grasping, Pendleton flexes muscles and plays dumb hood, Ned Sparks grunts sarcastic asides, and John Qualen does meek- spouse. They're all expert, and they have a rude, funny screenplay that pokes fun at misplaced ambition, theater critics, and the gross sentimentality of mother songs. The production values are first-rate, and the twist ending is hilarious--I totally didn't see it coming.
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