A minor film but certainly watchable for the two leads, James Cagney and Ann Sheridan. Her ability to take care of herself and easygoing grace, his toughness and that mustache ... hey, they're just a joy, especially with a script full of banter and sharp lines. They're on a banana plantation in a tropical place, and both antagonized by its owner (Pat O'Brien). Despite a good start, the plot gets a little muddled and too crowded with other characters as it plays out, and I began losing interest in the second half.
Early on the film has elements that criticism colonialism and the absolute power the owner of a banana plantation wields over the natives, such as having people he doesn't like locked up and ordering the hapless police to carry out a death sentence prematurely. He also shouts out most of his lines and is generally quite disagreeable (O'Brien seems to have had many such roles). When a rebel (regrettably George Reeves playing a Hispanic man) says "Just because I don't like the fruit company, they say I am a revolutionist. All I want is to take back what belongs to me and my friends," it carries with it the subversive thought of what real justice would be, which was interesting. Unfortunately, this aspect never goes anywhere, and the natives are generally portrayed as childlike. Eventually we see Cagney's character take charge and hunt the rebels down, and while he's less vindictive, clearly the film's sympathies are with the colonialists at this point.
I hadn't really expected something progressive on that front anyway, but it's just unfortunate that the film tosses in another woman who is hot for Cagney (Helen Vinson), her husband (Jerome Cowan), and a mostly annoying sidekick (Andy Devine). Between romance, love triangle, comedy, business rivalry, card sharp, and native rebellion none of its elements are developed in a clean way, which is too bad, because more of Cagney and Sheridan smoldering together would have really made this a torrid zone.
