believe in her future. She is not the star of The Shining Hour; Joan Crawford plays the woman in all the cases, but it is Margaret one notices, Margaret one is relieved to see, Margaret on whom one relies for absolutely sane, balanced, sensitive, unexaggerated playing in every possible situation.
The story of the film originates in Keith Winter's play of the same name. It boils down to Rich Boy Marries Poor Girl and Rich Boy's Family Resent Poor Girl, not for the vulgar reason that she is poor, but for the more vulgar reason that she is Nobody.
A lot of adult ideas and sincerity have gone into this film, but the impression it leaves is one of unreality and issues shirked—only just missed it, I'm afraid. But remember Margaret Sullavan.