The script is inclined to be one of those far-fetched things, and there’s a frequent stretch for laughs, but where there’s a sufficient reelage of Lamarr no picture can be very far off the beam. The camera is particularly good to her in this one, and her clothes are also plenty eye-appealing.
Yarn attempts to tell what happens when the usual triangle evolves from a situation involving Lamarr and William Powell as the husband-wife, James Craig as an air-raid warden, and the astronomical pursuits of Powell. The crux of the story is woven around the fact that Powell works at night, as an astronomer, leaving his wife prey for prowling air-raid wardens. It may sound funny on paper, but it doesn’t quite come off as expected.