You can tell from the title not to take this vintage Hollywood feature too seriously but what it turns out to be is an amusing and fast moving screwball comedy / crime caper. Barbara Stanwyck is the wealthy New York society girl Melsa Manton who with her entourage of similarly young, attractive mad-for-it socialites provides regular, what we'd call today tabloid fodder for the press as well as irritating the local cops with their shenanigans. Naturally comes the day when she cries wolf once too often so that when she stumbles across a dead body late at night and calls it in, the police disbelieve her, especially when the corpse and all trace of it has disappeared in the brief interim.
Also on the scene is Henry Fonda as the sceptical newspaper editor constantly on her case but who it almost goes without saying is smitten with Melsa the second he meets her for real.
Actually there's a reasonable murder mystery playing out in the background which comes to a fairly explicit conclusion by the end but the real fun here is the interaction between Stanwyck and Fonda, in the first of three movies in which they shared billing and also Stanwyck's coterie of girlie acolytes running about as they all are in ball-gowns and heels, putting themselves in danger and generally running rings around all the men in the film, including the klutzy NYPD, to get the case solved.
A neat blend of crime and comedy, (I was particularly amused by Fonda's dying swan scene and the pre-Blacklist humorous references to Communism), it's all done and dusted in eighty entertaining minutes.
Also on the scene is Henry Fonda as the sceptical newspaper editor constantly on her case but who it almost goes without saying is smitten with Melsa the second he meets her for real.
Actually there's a reasonable murder mystery playing out in the background which comes to a fairly explicit conclusion by the end but the real fun here is the interaction between Stanwyck and Fonda, in the first of three movies in which they shared billing and also Stanwyck's coterie of girlie acolytes running about as they all are in ball-gowns and heels, putting themselves in danger and generally running rings around all the men in the film, including the klutzy NYPD, to get the case solved.
A neat blend of crime and comedy, (I was particularly amused by Fonda's dying swan scene and the pre-Blacklist humorous references to Communism), it's all done and dusted in eighty entertaining minutes.