RetroHound’s review published on Letterboxd:
Not quite as funny as I remembered, but still worth a watch. This tries to be a proto-feminst film without being overbearing about it. Myrna Loy is a judge, teenager Shirley Temple is her younger sister, and Cary Grant is an artist who has a habit of getting into trouble. Part of a deal to keep him out of jail includes going out with Temple until she gets over her infatuation with him, which in the Freudian thought of the day was better than making him a martyr in the young girl's eyes by sending him to jail. Some funny situations occur, including Grant driving a hot rod and acting like a teenager.