This is a convoluted mess of a thriller with comic bits and a bit of Irish blarney, all thrown together down Mexico way. Pat O'Brien, that lothario of lotharios, is hired to escort reporter Ruth Warrick around, perhaps to keep her from finding out the truth in her assignment in exposing a counterfeiter ring. He's already involved with the much younger Audrey Long, and before long, is seen with both women in public at the same time. Warrick isn't a woman to be scorned or betrayed, and turns quite vicious on both the romantic and professional front as she begins to suspect that O'Brien had ulterior motives for escorting her around.
With Alan Hale Sr. as the mastermind behind the ring, this isn't quite the racket film it promised to be, involving many light-hearted moments. Hale's Mexican valet offers O'Brien a drink and asks if he'd like gasoline in it, meaning grenadine. Long and her character's mother (Minna Gombell) are also supporting comic relief, while Warrick drops a few amusing bitchy lines. But it doesn't really all work, and ultimately, after a long wait, I found it disappointing, although any film with the future Phoebe Tyler Wallingford is worth seeing in my book.
With Alan Hale Sr. as the mastermind behind the ring, this isn't quite the racket film it promised to be, involving many light-hearted moments. Hale's Mexican valet offers O'Brien a drink and asks if he'd like gasoline in it, meaning grenadine. Long and her character's mother (Minna Gombell) are also supporting comic relief, while Warrick drops a few amusing bitchy lines. But it doesn't really all work, and ultimately, after a long wait, I found it disappointing, although any film with the future Phoebe Tyler Wallingford is worth seeing in my book.
