Or maybe trophy wife vs. career girl. Clark Gable is a filthy rich New York publisher with servants and a vast Manhattan apartment who is happily married to Myrna Loy's chic homemaker. But everyone warns her that all men will stray given the chance. So watch out for the sexy girl-Friday (Jean Harlow) who runs his office.
MGM wasn't a prime studio for screwball. This is more of a social comedy drawn from a familiar contemporary scenario. Today, the most striking feature is how astonishingly sexist this world is. Not just because the boss calls his secretary 'toots' but how diminished she is. She doesn't have any status, but significantly helps run the business.
This was a makeover role for Harlow. The platinum blonde look has gone as she aims to broaden her range beyond the shrill floozy. Loy is well cast as the elegant, playful wife who is slow to be jealous but goes all the way when she is. Gable is least convincing. He's fine as the alpha male, but doesn't feel right on Madison Avenue.
Clarence Brown directs with his customary fluency, but doesn't raise any sparks: the class differences imply a friction which never happens; and the script finds little fault with the entitled male. Yet, it's possible to care about both women, because of how invidious was either role in '30s America, which trivialises both wife, and secretary.