After insurance woman A.C. Baker (Anne Shirley) mistakenly issues a million-dollar policy to test pilot Terry Moore (Eddie Albert), her bosses task her with keeping him on the ground until she can talk him into canceling it. But things are complicated by Terry's reluctance to deprive his beneficiaries of their eventual payday, said beneficiaries' inability to see past the dollar signs in their eyes, and the lady bodyguard's susceptibility to her risk-loving charge's rough charm.
Eddie Albert was already serving his country in the Navy by the time Paramount released this modest, good-natured wartime comedy. Though the role's not a huge departure from the sort of male ingenue the actor had been playing while under contract at Warners, it's a good part for him, and there's nice sparring chemistry between him and Shirley. Meanwhile, the supporting players are pitch perfect: Edward Brophy, Raymond Walburn, and Maude Eburne as the greedy beneficiaries (one can almost imagine them selling off Ebenezer Scrooge's bed-curtains); Roger Pryor (son of storied trombonist Arthur) as the overbearing insurance boss; Mary Treen as a disgruntled secretary; and Clem Bevans as (what else?) an old codger.
Maybe there's not enough to the film for one to say it's unjustly forgotten, but I'd say it's definitely worth an hour and nine minutes of your time should it come up on the classic movie channel.
Eddie Albert was already serving his country in the Navy by the time Paramount released this modest, good-natured wartime comedy. Though the role's not a huge departure from the sort of male ingenue the actor had been playing while under contract at Warners, it's a good part for him, and there's nice sparring chemistry between him and Shirley. Meanwhile, the supporting players are pitch perfect: Edward Brophy, Raymond Walburn, and Maude Eburne as the greedy beneficiaries (one can almost imagine them selling off Ebenezer Scrooge's bed-curtains); Roger Pryor (son of storied trombonist Arthur) as the overbearing insurance boss; Mary Treen as a disgruntled secretary; and Clem Bevans as (what else?) an old codger.
Maybe there's not enough to the film for one to say it's unjustly forgotten, but I'd say it's definitely worth an hour and nine minutes of your time should it come up on the classic movie channel.