This is one of those films that could have been better than it was.
There's a casino somewhere that Clark Gable owns. Probably not Vegas because it's raining a lot. He's older. His lifestyle is catching up to him. He's got a grown (and annoying son) in Darryl Hickman, a wife who wants more of his time in Alexis Smith, grasping in-laws Audrey Totter and Wendell Corey, and this casino.
Some of this is interesting. I liked the relationship between Gable and Smith. There's some good character work from people like Totter and Frank Morgan. Mary Astor has a great little bit. Gable himself, who was nearing the later part of his career, brings some interesting maturity and nuance to the part.
But the script is kind of garbage and there's too much that just doesn't make sense.