Personal Property is just a good two-reel farce [from the play Man in Possession by H.N. Harwood] padded rather too thinly into a feature. It is well enough directed and acted but situations which might have been funny are slightly flattened out.
Just why Metro should believe there is any entertainment in a close-up of Robert Taylor taking a bath is rather hard to say. He follows this with a scene in which he puts a nail-file to work.
Jean Harlow is hoydenish and coy in her own inimitable style. She wears some striking costumes which clearly convey the ideas which the designer had in mind. There is more of Harlow on display when she’s all dressed up than some girls reveal in their step-ins.
The plot? well, Taylor gets himself the job of a sheriff’s officer and moves into Harlow’s London house as custodian of her person and her possessions. The idea is that she resents his presence. He stays around a couple of days – and nights. The picture is about what doesn’t happen.