When the Broadway Limited takes off from Chicago to New York with a publicity starved movie actress (Marjorie Woodworth) aboard, she ends up getting more press than she intended due to the alleged kidnapping of a baby which she claims is hers. Along with Woodworth on board are producer Leonoid Kinskey, press agent Patsy Kelly and hanger-on fan Zasu Pitts, Kelly's engineer boyfriend (Victor Mclaglen) and Woodworth's college beau (Dennis O'Keefe). When McLaglen learns that the baby he provided for Woodworth might be the victim of a kidnapping, he schemes to get the child off the train and anonymously into the hands of the law. But wait, there's more! The baby miraculously re-appears as the train pulls into Penn Station and the press awaits.
There could be a lot more farce in this Hal Roach produced comedy where the promise made is never delivered. There are a few laughs here and there (most notably the sudden wetness of the bed which Pitts and Kelly are sleeping in with the baby between them), but mostly, this is just mild fare that is only slightly amusing. McLaglen, so serious in most of his films, gets to be light-hearted as he moves from the train's engine to the dining car and gets some subtle laughs from the passengers as he tries unsuccessfully to be classy but comes off totally crass.
For romance, there's O'Keefe and Woodworth, rather bland considering the comic talent surrounding them. Pitts and Kelly could get laughs in pretty much any situation and do just that with no aid from the script. Hal Roach's non-Laurel and Hardy films were a mixed bag, and like the water bottle, this bag had a leak.
There could be a lot more farce in this Hal Roach produced comedy where the promise made is never delivered. There are a few laughs here and there (most notably the sudden wetness of the bed which Pitts and Kelly are sleeping in with the baby between them), but mostly, this is just mild fare that is only slightly amusing. McLaglen, so serious in most of his films, gets to be light-hearted as he moves from the train's engine to the dining car and gets some subtle laughs from the passengers as he tries unsuccessfully to be classy but comes off totally crass.
For romance, there's O'Keefe and Woodworth, rather bland considering the comic talent surrounding them. Pitts and Kelly could get laughs in pretty much any situation and do just that with no aid from the script. Hal Roach's non-Laurel and Hardy films were a mixed bag, and like the water bottle, this bag had a leak.