Andy Hardy e la febbre di primavera

... practically. Watching this film with modern eyes is I imagine a night and day experience as compared to how audiences must have reacted to it back in the day... or is it completely? Andy's beautiful young drama teacher that he's in thrall of does warn him about a line that teachers and their students must not cross. I wonder where that was coming from exactly? Anyway, I don't think it's possible for any modern viewer post Mary Kay and her like to view this without imagining the worst and most sordid possibilities. On another note, this in my opinion is the best of the Andy Hardy series. One particular scene in a classroom at night has an atmospheric mise en scene that goes far beyond what we can expect from an Andy Hardy movie; Helen Gilbert who plays the teacher is terrific; the high-school play that Andy wrote and stars in opposite his usual crush, Polly Benedict, goes off the rails with hilarious results; and the usual Judge Hardy subplot is a good one.