. . . with 20,000 YEARS IN SING SING, Warner Bros. again warns America that inept cops, venal prosecutors, lazy judges, and disinterested jurors are corruptly cooperating to guarantee that the more innocent a "Capital Murder" defendant, the more likely he or she is to be murdered at taxpayer expense by what passes for the "government" of the USA. FRONT PAGE WOMAN documents a jury in cahoots with a soup-slurping judge, having no qualms about frying an innocent ethnic citizen as long as their breakfast bacon sizzles on time. All right-thinking Americans know that the so-called U.S. "Justice System" is a total farce, as depicted in FRONT PAGE WOMAN. If you can swindle your way to Big Bucks by laundering boat loads of stolen wealth for the Red Commie KGB, you can Lord it over everyone else from the White House Oval Office while breaking every "law" on the books. Meanwhile, the Little People get the Juice, Warner Bros. warns us in FRONT PAGE WOMAN. Criminal trials are even easier to rig than Presidential Elections, this flick reveals.

By the time she made this film, Bette Davis had been in more than two dozen movies, and she had attained leading lady status. Never known or remembered for comedy, she nevertheless made several comedies and this is one of her early ones. In "Front Page Woman," Davis has the looks and smarts that make her a competing "newspaperman," to rival journalist and boyfriend George Brent. Davis plays Ellen Garfield and Brent is Curt Devlin. A good supporting cast is headed by Roscoe Karns as Toots, a news photographer. All the cast are good and Ellen and Curt have a friendly rivalry for getting the front-page story. At times they are very serious, but love is in the making with these two. As the plot unfolds here, the two match wits to solve a crime and get the big front-page splash ahead of the cops and one another.It's a fun story and the leads have very good chemistry. Davis smiles a lot in this film – something moviegoers didn't see very often with this giant of the silver screen over five decades in her many serious, dramatic and mystery roles. It's nice to see Davis with Brent, whom she considered among her favorite leading men. It's easy to see why he was her favorite in this film. He has an affable, kind persona here, even as an otherwise shrewd and accomplished reporter. Most people should enjoy this film.

When rival reporter and girlfriend Bette Davis passes out at the execution of a Broadway star found guilty of murder, the chauvinistic George Brent uses this to try and prove to her that a woman's place is behind the stove and that it is a man's job to report the news. This is Brent's romantic way of proposing which Davis turns down, determined to prove him wrong. They both end up working overtime to scoop each other over a murder which took place at a fire that Davis initially reported on. It leads to a lot of witty banter between them and many amusing situations with each of them tied until the final minutes as to who has the one-up on the other.What could be a rather predictable battle of the sexes comedy with the man ultimatelty convincing the little woman to put on an apron and give up her career for him has the nice little twist of this not about to happen. It is one of the more feminist liberal views of a woman's career in the 30's from the most macho studio in Hollywood. Just a few years before, both Kay Francis (in "Man Wanted") and Ruth Chatterton (in "Female") tried but failed to get past what Warners felt a woman's place should be. Davis stands her ground here, but the secondary story of the murder that they are investigating is never as interesting as the interactions between the two leads. Singer Winifred Shaw is a rather dour femme fatale, but Roscoe Karns is amusing as Brent's photographer pal.There are some amusing little character bits, particularly Mary Treen's as an too willing to be helpful nurse. The story is all wrapped up neatly with a great denouncement that ranks higher as a pro-women's film and could have been an interesting series.

Bette Davis seems miscast as a hard-working dynamic reporter in a rivalry with star reporter, George Brent, who works for a different newspaper. The role is more suited to wise-cracking, fast-talking stars such as Glenda Farrell (who made a similar film, Blondes at Work (1938)), or Joan Blondell (who also made a similar film, Back in Circulation (1937)). Her make-up, too, belied her profession. With perfectly tweezed eyebrows and immaculately applied lipstick, she looked like, as well as sounded like, a Hollywood star rather than a reporter. Still, Bette Davis is always a pleasure to watch even if not perfect. She and Brent are supposedly in love, but she won't marry him until he admits she is just as good a reporter as he is. You would think he wouldn't place any obstacles in her path towards reporting equality, but his vanity won't allow that conclusion, so he does. After a jury comes to a "guilty" verdict in the trial both are covering, and the jurors leave the jury room, Brent sneaks in to examine the ballots so he can get an extra on the street as quickly as possible. But sensing Davis is following him, he replaces the ballots with ones that read "not guilty." With friends like that, who needs enemies? Davis does report the wrong verdict to her editor, leading to the two rival newspapers coming out at the same time with opposite verdicts. Davis gets fired because of this hostile and vicious act, but, of course, it's not the end of the story, and she does get the last laugh in the matter.