A couple of centuries ago, Robert Donat failed his father by not killing the head of the opposing clan during a battle with the English. In fact, he failed to show up at the battle at all. So his father cursed him to haunt the family castle until he humiliated the head of the enemy clan. Cut to nowadays -- if you're living in 1935 -- and he's still there. He's also playing the living, last member of the clan. He's broke, so he sells the castle to Eugene Pallette and is in charge of supervising the place's dismantling and...... remantling? .... in America. Oh, he and Pallette's daughter, Jean Parker, are in love, but neither will say anything.
Rene Clair's first English-language movie is a delight, with the director delighting in portrait shots of the Scottish members of the cast, and in slanging American commercial culture. Donat is excellent, Pallette is humorously pompous, and Miss Parker is cute as a button. It's a great popcorn film.
Rene Clair's first English-language movie is a delight, with the director delighting in portrait shots of the Scottish members of the cast, and in slanging American commercial culture. Donat is excellent, Pallette is humorously pompous, and Miss Parker is cute as a button. It's a great popcorn film.