Bette Davis’ first starring venture allows her to go high, wide and handsome on the emotions. She takes ’em all in a stride that saves the yarn from dying by its own befuddlement.
Girl from Tenth Avenue is fashioned from a pattern whose every turn and twist the dullest fan can easily anticipate. A weak sister of the social set is tossed over by his Park Avenue girl friend for a guy with a better social position and more coin. The disappointed swain tries to boil his disappointment in alcohol and the girl from 10th Avenue gets him on the rebound. While both are stewed, a justice of the peace, roused out of his sleep at 4 a.m., turns the trick. In time the Park Avenue Jane realizes her mistake and goes on the make for the old heart ailment.
Complications follow, with a verbal clash between the two dames and a newspaper account of the incident precipitating a break between the 10th Avenue girl and her society spouse.
Narrative is chockful of implausible sequences and the plot [from the play by Hubert Henry Davies] often gets itself into blind alleys. But deft direction plus smooth trouping by Davis make these defects not too noticeable for the average fan.