Released in 1942 and with a "patriotic sounding" name like that, I callously avoided this, fearing it was a run-of-the-mill "buy war bonds" positive emotion sweller. Turns out I couldn't be farther from the truth. What this is, in actual fact, is a fleshed out biofilm about a composer... which, for different reasons, happens to turn into a positive emotion sweller.
What stands out for me is Cagney's performance especially at the very end, turning his charm on himself and keeping himself feeling good. Which, not to sound nostalgic, but films nowdays could use a bit more of.
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