Margaret Sullavan plays a naive orphan who gets a job as an usherette in a massively grand cinema of the sort that modern cinema-goers can only dream about. She is befriended by waiter Reginald Owen, who gets her aninvitation to a party at a posh hotel. Here she meets a would-be seducer, a wealthy meat-exporter, Frank Morgan. She pretends to be married in order to cool Morgan off, and he promises to make her husband rich. Anxious to perform good deeds, she selects a lawyer's name at random from the phone book, and Morgan offers him a contract. Sullavan can't resist visiting the lawyer, Herbert Marshall (suave and charming as always) and naturally falls for him. The film gets funnier and funnier as her life becomes more complicated and entangled with the three bemused men, Reginald Owen, determined to keep her virtuous, Frank Morgan, trying for exactly the opposite, and Herbert Marshall, who of course is falling in love with her. The climax, where all four of them are engaged in a hopeless conversation of crossed purposes, reduced me to tears of laughter. This is a sublimely funny film, with occasional moments of dramatic tension (like will Sullavan succeed in making Marshall shave off his beard? I could scarcely stand the suspence). The best line in the film is when Moregan tells Marshall "well, I could use one honest lawyer, but don't overdo it". This film is just sublime.
