Many viewers will come away slightly disappointed from No Man of Her Own, a perfectly adequate, moderately entertaining little film that raises unrealized expectations due to its fabled status as the only onscreen pairing of legendary lovers (and spouses) Clark Gable and Carole Lombard. No Man's screenplay is what keeps it from reaching the expected heights; it's perfectly fine, but also a bit odd, shifting a little awkwardly in tone as it goes along and thus creating a certain amount of dissatisfaction. It seems as if the viewer is being set up for a raucous comedy, a "mating of opposites" situation that promises great clashes of amusement. Instead, what results are chuckles which soon turn into mild amusement as the film ambles its way into a rather standard romance. All of this makes the ending seem anti-climactic, inspiring a "is that really all?" response. Perhaps all of this could have been an asset, creating a film that surprised audiences by its shifts in tone, but Wesley Ruggles' direction is not inventive enough to pull off this feat. It is, however, more than capable of framing the performances of its stars, which are the real reason for seeking out No Man of Her Own. Gable and Lombard glisten, and if both have given better performances elsewhere, they're still a treat.