This is one of those fun little comedies you get for moneys worth when you watch it. It has it all. Great Dialogue, funny characters and Linda Darnell...can't go wrong with that.A burgeoning reporter is about to graduate to full time reporter from the obituaries and throws a party at the office. An old reporter goes over his old stories and the other reporters think they ain't too important. He says, you can predict the future with these old stories. Dick Powell asks if it's true but doesn't believe it. The old guy pops up later and gives him the next days news in advance. He takes full advantage of it. With this he thinks he'll be ahead of the game getting the stories before anyone else. He doesn't predict the complications involved with knowing the future...and this is where the fun starts.This is one of those great old time pieces of the 40's. Funny and novel idea for a story and a great comedy cast to work it out. Linda Darnell is here for the obvious eye candy but she does it quite well. Unfortunately for her I believe she was a pretty decent actress but I'm bettin' the studios just saw her as the looks and not the talent so she never got to shine in really good roles. Dick Powell is pretty much the same in all his roles and this is no different. When you need a laugh though, he usually can get one. He's one of those actors you just can't help but like. Jack Oakie plays the uncle to Darnell and he's the steal of the film. What a loud mouth lovable guy. I think he has more lines than anyone just because he talks so much/fast. Great casting on him for sure.If you've ever seen Early Edition...the TV show... then you'll no doubt feel a familiar story with this one. Only difference being that this was 50+ years earlier and more fun. Grab a bag of chips, some dip and a tall glass of milk and have fun watchin this one.

Reporter Stevens (Powell) is tipped off to tomorrow's headlines by mysterious Pop Benson (Philliber) before the events happen. At the same time, Stevens is romancing lovely Sylvia (Darnell) who is part with her uncle (Oakie) of a phony occult stage act.It's Twilight Zone material given a humorously light touch by the masterful Rene Clair, (And Then There Were None {1945}). Considering the final screenplay comes from as many as 7(!) writers, it's surprising the result holds together as well as it does. A key point is watching such a spooky, noirish premise treated humorously, at times even bordering on the farcical. But the gimmick works surprisingly well, thanks also to a number of plausibly intelligent twists. Then too, Powell gets into the swing with a lively, engaging performance. And what a slice of eye candy is the sweetly innocent Darnell, a long way from her usual tough cookie specialty.The premise amounts to an imaginative twist on the old concept of fate. The suspense comes from waiting to see how fate will play out. If you think about it, you see why the portent had to be couched as a newspaper headline. Otherwise the ending would have to be quite different.Anyway, it's an entertaining movie, unusual for the unorthodox treatment. Still, it's that light touch that separates the material from the sci-fi pack for our post-Twilight Zone era.

Ambitious reporter in old New York begins to receive tomorrow's paper today, and tempts fate: A pleasant premise for a '40s fantasy, with elegant Rene Clair direction, and your appetite's set for evocative mid-century whimsy. But the modest independent production looks pinched, and the scriptwriters haven't thought their intriguing situation through. Why does Dick Powell (not very interesting here) read only the headlines, instead of perusing the future-predicting stories to really understand what's going to happen? Is the giver of the paper alive, dead, or both? Why employ a flashback construction, which robs the plot of whatever suspense (will the reporter cheat death or not?) it may have? Why give Linda Darnell, the lovely leading lady, nothing to do? A thoroughly conventional, though Oscar-nominated, score doesn't help, and Jack Oakie, as Darnell's vaudeville partner, provides what little energy there is.

Reporter Dick Powell in the gaslight era of 1896 big city America would like to have the knowledge of the future. Well, think of all the scoops he could have on his job. Later on that evening another staffer on the paper John Philliber gives him a copy of tomorrow's evening addition. And for the next three days Powell's life is turned topsy turvy trying to take advantage of this most inside of information.At this point in Dick Powell's career he was looking desperately to rejuvenate his career. His musical days were over, he left Warner Brothers, signed with Paramount looking for some straight acting parts, but Paramount mostly put him musicals and not as good as the ones he did with Warner Brothers. Powell had scored some success in Preston Sturges's Christmas in July with no songs and he grabbed this one. He did well in the role here, but soon he'd change his screen image for all time later that year in Murder, My Sweet.Exiled Rene Clair helmed this whimsical tale and got good results from his cast. Linda Darnell is as lovely as ever with her uncle Jack Oakie as a mind reading carnival act. And Edgar Kennedy does his patented slow burn as a police inspector who suspects the worst when Powell is scooping the police on some crime stories.The plot has quite a few twists and turns and it would be a sin to give even one of them away. Powell and Darnell learn a most valuable lesson to take the future as it comes day by day. A little knowledge can indeed be a dangerous thing.