Nickstradamus’s review published on Letterboxd:
This one is less a comedy than a Capra-esque social commentary on justice, with a lighter touch than I expected.
It’s essentially a mix of movies: a budding bromance, a civics discussion, and a hidden-fugitive story, all pretty tightly bound together in a fairly satisfying way. There’s some draggy bits with mistaken identities and detective-style efforts to suss out Grant-as-framed-arsonist, which are the least interesting parts of the film, and pale in comparison to the far more compelling philosophical jousting between Grant and Ronald Colman’s letter-of-the-law type.
Also, Jean Arthur is terrific, as always. Watching her wield a wrench to thwack cops coming for her man is a surprising sight for 1942, but hey, I’ll take it.