Joan Crawford in a “rags-to-riches” story as the embittered cabaret singer who “has been given two glorious weeks with high society in the Tyrol and tries desperately to have the clock stopped before her witching hour strikes. Luckier than most Cinderellas who overstay their time, her exposure costs her Robert Young and his millions; but she still has Franchot Tone, his donkey cart, chalet and flute.

“If it is anything at all, it is a woman's picture - smoldering with its heroine's indecision and consumed with talk of love and fashions....”

-Frank S. Nugent, New York Times, 1937.

“Crawford has a glamourous (gowns by Adrian) field-day....”