Plantations in South America are suffering through epidemics of spotted fever spread by ticks. A respected doctor (Jean Hersholt) and his young playboyish assistant (Robert Taylor) are heading down to the jungles but Hersholt gives Taylor a two-week vacation first. At a casino, Taylor meets Barbara Stanwyck and falls for her. She's a model, but casino boss Joseph Calleia wants to hire her to get wealthy customers to be fleeced at the gambling tables. Taylor and Stanwyck have an intense ten days together, and Taylor decides not to leave with Hersholt. But Taylor has to pay off a large debt to Calliea; Taylor's brother (John Eldredge) agrees to pay it off for him, but insists that he leave for South America. But when Stanwyck finds out what happened, she takes the job with Calleia and uses her earnings to pay Taylor's debt, telling Eldredge. In the jungle, the search for a cure is not progressing well and Taylor goes back to New York at Christmas for a break where he discovers that his brother impulsively married Stanwyck after which she left him and he had a breakdown. Stanwyck admits she loves Taylor and she agrees to follow him back to the jungle and wait for Eldredge to come to his senses and grant her a divorce. Meanwhile, a possible serum for spotted fever needs an experimental subject; after the first subject dies, Taylor decides to use it on himself, but Stanwyck, feeling bad for the problems she feels she's caused, injects herself with spotted fever. Unfortunately, Hersholt is out of serum. Can they produce another batch in time to save Stanwyck?
Melodramas about the romantic entanglements of doctors working on cures for tropical diseases were not uncommon in the early classic era. The most famous is JEZEBEL with Bette Davis (yellow fever in New Orleans), though the first is probably THE SEVENTH VEIL with Greta Garbo (cholera in Hong Kong). Both of those were A-level pictures with big stars. This one has star power (Barbara Stanwyck and Robert Taylor who would get married a few years later) and was made by MGM but feels a little second-rate in writing and production. I've never been a fan of Taylor's—he comes as artificial, like he wants us to know he's trying really hard to act his ass off. This is a problem in the first half, but he becomes more natural in the last half. Stanwyck, who rarely gave a bad performance, is a bit weak here, like she was rushed through her scenes, but she and Taylor have good chemistry, even if it's difficult to accept the soap opera circumstances of the romantic triangle. This is partly because Eldredge is out of his league with the other two—his acting is OK but the character is underwritten and just not believable. There is some nicely witty banter between Stanwyck and Taylor (pictured) early on. Directed competently but drably by W.S. Van Dyke. A hit in its day, it is now a mostly overlooked item in Stanwyck’s canon. [TCM]













