This opens with a lavish stage musical number, Lew Stone's catchy 'Castles in the Air' sung by the vivacious June Clyde. It's a highlight of a film that would have fallen foul of the prudish Hays code had it crossed the Atlantic.
Clyde's being hotly pursued by Garry Marsh, a wealthy philanderer, whilst his like-minded wife is going flat out to get her clutches on his business partner Freddie. The terrified, inexperienced Freddie affects a relationship with Clyde, that turns into a real romance. The weakness of this is, as played by Jack Hobbs, Freddie is such an effete ninny it's hard to see why either woman would be interested in him. It's all fairly predictable, including Clyde's boozy father, Moore Marriott, getting the butler drunk - an almost obligatory scene in such comedies from this era. Ending somewhat abruptly, at not long over an hour, the best feature is the sparkling performance from the now forgotten June Clyde.
