Now here you'll find reminders of past prejudice, things you just don't find today, and things you just don't miss, characters painting up black face, is just an absolute disgrace, as for the partner of the dancer, there is no place. Apart from that it's just an ordinary ruse, an ex-felon finds a caper to refuse, but he gets caught out and tricked, has to return as a convict, doing time that he quite clearly wasn't due. It's all predictable and often quite a chore, but two films later lucky Bogey would then score, Irene Manning's a delight, but you just can't forget the blight, which is why you have to give, such a low score.
Review of The Big Shot
