Insurance salesman Stu Erwin discovers a one-thousand-dollar bill on the street. Being an honest fellow, he advertises for its true owner. This earns him the approval of the newspaper editor and his father, Jed Prouty, but everyone around him thinks he's a fool. When no one claims the money, he finds reserves of strength and self-reliance in himself.
I was hampered in my enjoyment of this movie by Erwin's typical performance in the beginning as a depressed, trod-upon hick, browbeaten by mother Clara Blandick, his boss, Clarence Wilson, and so forth. For some reason, two girls love him in this one: Joyce Compton, who is given little to do; and Dorothy Appleby, who is a helium-voiced nitwit. It picks up a little as Erwin gains in confidence. He was, after all, a competent actor, so it ends decently. But getting to that stage was not filled with smiles. With John T. Murray, Lew Kelly, and Victor Potel.
I was hampered in my enjoyment of this movie by Erwin's typical performance in the beginning as a depressed, trod-upon hick, browbeaten by mother Clara Blandick, his boss, Clarence Wilson, and so forth. For some reason, two girls love him in this one: Joyce Compton, who is given little to do; and Dorothy Appleby, who is a helium-voiced nitwit. It picks up a little as Erwin gains in confidence. He was, after all, a competent actor, so it ends decently. But getting to that stage was not filled with smiles. With John T. Murray, Lew Kelly, and Victor Potel.