William Powell is the entire picture as an East Side New York attorney, but in Joan Blondell as his secretary he has the wrong type opposite. The two don’t seem to stack up right together though perhaps Blondell is more the sec type than Kay Francis would have been.
Powell is at his best in the early sequences as a man who is sartorially the equal of a country hick. By degrees he comes out of the hick character into his own.
Quite a number of good laughs permeate the action [from a novel by Max Trell] but there’s little in the way of courtroom stuff. Most of what happens in courtrooms is covered by flashes of newspaper headlines entirely out of proportion to what would be given by the conservative New York paper whose masthead is photographed.
David Landau stands out as the political boss who traps the lawyer in a blackmail stunt in order to gain control of him, only to pay for it dearly in the end himself.
William Dieterle, who first came over to the US to make foreign versions, is responsible for a workmanlike directorial job.