Barbara Stanwyck. I've lost the ability to write anything objective about her. Was there ever a more perfect person for the pre-Code era? (Possibly Joan Blondell, but I digress.)
Miss Stanwyck is a torch singer in a bit of trouble, and decides to escape it by becoming a farmer's mail-order bride. The result is a warm, funny, charming picture, with more than a bit of Frank Capra about it (though actually directed, and beautifully so, by William Wellman). George Brent plays the farmer and is immensely likeable -- he and Stanwyck have terrific chemistry and are (at the risk of sounding cliche) a delight.
The ending is a bit abrupt after the easy flow of the film, but I still enjoyed it very much. Highly recommended!
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