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If you go into this movie with your expectations being low, then this movie is not that bad. But if you are looking for a diamond in the rough with an entertaining cast and interesting plot then this movie is not for you. Fay Wray surprisingly does a nice job of playing a female attorney that will defend her separated husband against a charge of murder. But that acting alone cannot save this movie from production woes.

What had happened was that Ann Carver Graham (Fay Wray) and her husband Bill Graham had split up when Ann's career became too great for Bill to handle. Bill finally got a job singing at a local night club that made him happy. But one evening Ann catches Bill in the presents of another woman named Carole Rodgers and thinks the worse. Bill then moves out of the house leaving both Ann and Bill feeling bad about the situation.

When Carole is found dead, Bill is arrested for murder. Ann, his separated wife, will defend him. The case looks bad for Bill but Ann will give a stirring speech to the jurors in order to free the man she loves.

As many already said, this is a B type movie. Most of the acting is poor and the film feel cheaply made. It made be nice to look back and see the fashion of the day but little else can be obtained from this picture.

This film will certainly surprise fans of Fay Wray as much as it has surprised me (thanks to TCM). For once, she is not the uncomprehending, defiled screaming victim with her clothes torn off by man or beast. She is an articulate and resourceful lawyer. Her (Canadian) diction and poise are admirable and she comes off almost as the prototypical Hitchcock icy blonde heroine. She shows that can she hold her own in any setting, be it drama or comedy. The film also benefits from the charms of the attractive Gene Raymond - saddled here with a boozing, accident-prone mistress - and the technical advances that allowed talkies to progress to an art of their own with a moving camera, well-suited music and decent sound without awkward silences. The story will be considered a bit dated, however, or "of its time" as they say, one of Ms. Wray's court victories consisting in demonstrating that a jilting lover cannot be found guilty of breach of promise for the simple fact that it is impossible for a man to state with any conviction whether his intended has any Black ancestry. It makes for convincing courtroom antics but its conclusion still is: How dare a Black woman expect that a white man should marry her? Gentlemen of the jury, draw your own conclusions. Add to this that her final plea is an impassioned indictment of her own frivolity for pursuing a lawyer's career and neglecting her wifely duties and you will see the many problems this films faces in attaining political correctness. Having said this, the main character's persona is still miles removed from "Legally Blonde".

This is the story of someone who has the unnatural, ungodly affliction of being ambitious and wanting a career even though she's not a man! Will she see the error of her ways before she causes the destruction of civilisation?

Although we know attitudes were very different in the 30s, it's still astonishing and thoroughly shocking to see this in the flesh. If you watch a lot of 1930s pictures you start to think that these people are just like you and that times weren't so different. You've grown to regard these little black + white celluloid people as your friends and you feel really let down by them. What's shocking is that it suddenly clicks with you that to these people you thought you knew, all this seemed absolutely normal. Even the bizarre opening court case when a girl is caught pretending to be white, breaking the miscegenation laws was a perfectly aspect of normal life to the society your celluloid friends lived in. It disappoints you. What is particularly saddening is that this is written by Robert Riskin - the champion of the underdog, Columbia's and Frank Capra's star writer, defender of the little man. It could logically be argued that it wasn't him, it was the society he lived in but it's still like finding out that Paddington is a Nazi.

Like WEEKEND MARRIAGE made a year earlier, its theme is identical: a woman's place is in the home and like that film, it's also pretty terribly made. That this was not only made by a top director, Eddie Buzzell but also written by one of the best screenwriters of Hollywood makes no sense for it to be so poor. The cinematography and the overall look of the film is actually quite impressive but the acting is flat and you simply can't engage with them - you have no desire whatsoever to get to know these people. Maybe it's the theme which instantly makes you uneasy so unreceptive to this. Maybe it's because it's so badly acted particularly by Gene Raymond and Claire Dodd. Actually, as second-rate an actress Fay Wray was, she's not too bad in this. She doesn't get good reviews for her performance but compared with her colleagues, she's Meryl Streep. How can she do better with such a self-deprecating role castigating herself for wanting a career, wanting excitement instead of just staying at home to look after her husband and give him a child - sorry, a son?

This is worse than WEEKEND MARRIAGE because at least that was so insanely over the top misogynistic it engaged your emotions even if only to make you furious. With this, despite it looking better and having so much going on every minute, it somehow manages to be boring at the same time.

Fay Wray made this the same year as she did King Kong. In this one, she stars as Ann Carver, a working girl who becomes a successful attorney - pretty far ahead of her time! She marries Bill (Gene Raymond) an architect who has big plans, but isn't as successful as he'd like to be. They run into legal trouble, and its up to Ann to try to get them out of it. A lot of clever lines and fun scenes, well done by the cast. Raymond and Wray make a very believable couple, and the script flows with no pot holes or plot-holes. Claire Dodd is in the cast, and one of my favorites, Jessie Ralph, as Terry, the over-dramatic housekeeper. This was made just prior to the film code enforcement, as we can tell by the courtroom scenes, and the backless dresses on F. Wray. "Ann Carver" has a lot in common with "The Bride Walks Out", kind of a remake by RKO in 1936, which also starred G Raymond, but this time with B. Stanwycke. Written by Robert Riskin, who won the Oscar for writing "It Happened One Night". Directed by Edward Buzzell, who directed a couple of the Marx Brothers films. Good, fun entertainment, even if the ending is a little weak.

Lest We Forget, Before Women were Propelled into the Workforce by Necessity During World War II, the Professional Female was a Somewhat Controversial Anomaly. Hollywood did use the Situation Frequently During the 1930's as the Depression Made Things More Gender Equal as the Economic Suffering Dispersed Like a Plague Among the Populace.

In this One Fay Wray is a College Graduate Along with Her Football Star Husband (Gene Raymond) and His Career as an Architect is Stalling and She Decides to Pursue Her Own Status as a Lawyer. She Abandons Her Wifely Duties as Her Amiable Husband Becomes More and More Frustrated.

It is an Interesting Bit of Antiquity and has Some Things of Interest Including a Bizarre Courtroom Scene at the Beginning that Concerns Itself with Society's Segregation. It Shows its Pre-Code Pedigree as Hubby has an Affair and Shacks Up with Claire Dodd and the Sex and Drinking are On Display Quite Freely.

The Ending will Certainly Disappoint Women Libbers as it Resorts to a Standard Conservative Courtroom Speech About a Woman's Place. Fay Wray is Given an Opportunity to Show Some Acting Chops in the Same Year She would be Immortalized in One of the Best Films Ever Made. One She would Forever be Associated. Later in Life She Stated..."I have now realized that King Kong was my friend."