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the audience applauded

The film creates a perfect balance between action and depth of basic needs, in the midst of an infertile atmosphere.

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

There can't be too many films where the main character is a stamp collector/dealer, but this is one of them. Brenda Joyce plays a philatelist who finds out about a sack of mail that was stolen 50 years earlier. She teams up with a postal inspector, who is personally delivering the letters, so she can retrieve a valuable stamp from one of the envelopes. In doing so, she gets involved romantically with Richard Travis who is a populist in a small town where the local bank is run by a greedy family. The bankers are upended and the town is sure to be a better place. For a wartime light drama, this film makes quite a few points about how important mail, and the unimpeded flow of it, is to the country. It almost seems like it was made so satisfy the postal service. Nevertheless, it's a rarely seen oddity directed by Harold Schuster, who would make the classic "My Friend Flicka" a year later. Joseph MacDonald contributed nicely lit and composed camera-work. Considering it was a B picture, the production values are pretty solid.