There's nothing really wrong with the execution and it might even have a good message, but the story itself is so boring I just couldn't give a damn.

Capra's pointed comedy is about a booming grassroots political movement that is actually being manipulated by the power structure. Cooper plays the drifter drafted to be the movement's figurehead, and Stanwyck plays the tough, brassy newspaper reporter who invented him, becomes his handler and then defender. Capra mixes in his some of his patented populist cheerleading as characters rage against the machine in the noblest, most polite manner possible, but it's the grumpy doomsaying that sticks.

Capra's films work because he believed with his whole heart in his cornball agendas.

I wish Capra hadn't tried to muddle up a perfectly fine sentiment with a lot of crap about God and country, but otherwise it's a winner.