MartinHafer The film begins with the American, Stella Parish, well on her way to becoming the #1 star of the British stage. Yet, on the night of her greatest triumph, she disappears. This is because Stella (Kay Francis) has a hidden past as well as a daughter she's been keeping a secret. When her old mobster husband (Barton MacLane) finds her in London, this is what prompts her to disappear.Ian Hunter plays a very nosy reporter who inexplicably does some amazing things to try to find her. He actually goes to the trouble of following her trail on board a cruise ship, but finding Stella isn't easy, as she's in disguise as her daughter's 'aunt'. Ian insinuates himself in their lives and behaves like a friend---all the while planning on revealing her secrets once he learns them all. However, once he realizes exactly who she is and why she ran, he isn't terribly keen on betraying her to the public--though he already had sent some of the story to his publisher! But stopping this story is imperative, as by this point, Stella has fallen for him and he's come to realize what a great old gal she really is. Where this all eventually leads is,...well,...crazy! Up until the end, it's hard to dislike the film in spite of its faults but the end disappoints.This plot is all very hard to believe and if you can't get past all this, the film will be tough going. However, if you can look past this, the film is an entertaining soap opera--thanks mostly to good acting and direction. Also, when it comes to Stella's daughter, you'll either find her the most adorable thing you've ever seen on film or she'll make your blood sugar level shoot to the moon! Worth seeing but far from perfect.

stellaparish Although the screenplay could have used a lot of tightening up, I Found Stella Parish is certainly great Kay Francis. She plays four roles, really: the great stage actress with a secret, the dowdy auntie, the great stage actress ruined after her secret comes out and the great stage actress reborn.Forgive me for this next because Sybil Jason has said lovely things about working with Kay, but child actors are hard to stomach. I don't much mind Baby Leroy with W. C. Fields (in teentsy doses) but - oh please! - why do child actor scenes go on and on and on. They also frequently feature agonizing songs with the adorable tots and totlets while the adults (who you would Much Rather Watch) sit by smiling. Did 1930's moviegoers enjoy this kind of stuff? OOf! Ian Hunter, one of my favorite Kay co-stars, is thoroughly enjoyable although I could have kicked his character around the block a few times before he redeems himself at the end.I've never disliked Paul Lukas in anything and this film is no exception. Too bad that he doesn't "get the girl," here because - honestly - they have a lot more in common than the actress and the reporter.Engaging.

blanche-2 This is a badly dated melodrama about an actress whose dark past is revealed by a conniving reporter. Kay Francis is luminous, but she can't play trash. When Stella gets tough and starts on her downward trend, Kay, with her patrician beauty and educated accent, can't do it. A very talky movie, supposedly set in England, but the atmosphere and language aren't very British.Apparently the play she appears in has something to do with Caligula - trust me, it's no starmaking play or performance. It was fun to see that the play actually had an orchestra, a reminder of the old days when "straight plays" were really huge events.

John Seal Considering Mervyn Leroy directed this film, it has to rank as a disappointment. Kay Francis sleepwalks her way through a ridiculous plot about an actress whose career is threatened by blackmail. Casey Robinson's hastily written screenplay was probably an afterthought while he worked on Captain Blood, but there's no excuse for a film set (partly) in Britain to include constant references to people's 'apartments' and feature cars with left hand drives! Ludicrous Cockney accents we can overlook, but these details distracted me throughout the film. Everything about Stella Parish looks like a rush job, and Ms. Francis seems particularly anxious to call it a day. Not a complete disaster, but edging close to it.