This little comedy reminded me a bit of 1975's "Hearts of the West." It's the story of an aspiring--but not very good--writer who finds his niche in the world of pre-war pulp magazines. This is a decidedly B movie. There are only a few sets and a few speaking parts. Albert Dekker and Charles Butterworth are suitably sleazy as the magazine publishers. In the background is Marion Martin as Butterworth's girlfriend "Baby." She sits in the background, dozes, and pops her eyes. You know that eventually she's going to speak, and finally she does. It's worth 72 minutes for anyone interested in old movies and the shoestring publishing businesses of the past.
Review of Blonde Inspiration
