Struggling scientist Dr. John Kendrick (an embarrassingly overwrought performance by Onslow Stevens) creates an experimental serum that can restore life. However, he can't get the necessary funds to continue with his research. In addition, Kendrick gets so caught up in his work that he neglects his son Danny (a supremely annoying portrayal by George Breakston). Flatly directed by Eugene Frenke and James P. Hogan, with a very sappy and talky script by L. Wolfe Gilbert and John F. Goodrich, a sluggish pace, too much goopy sentiment (the maudlin ending in particular is enough to make one puke thanks to its sickening bathos), a rambling narrative that spends a majority of screen time on a gang of obnoxious little kids instead of focusing on the more interesting serum premise, two unappealing central characters, and a slushy score by Oliver Wallace and Clifford Vaughan, this picture alas turns out to be quite the arduous chore to endure. On the plus side, Lois Wilson provides a little much needed (and appreciated) spark as the sunny Dr. Louise Stone and Robert H. Planck's black and white cinematography boasts neat use of fades and dissolves. But overall this clunker still rates as a real wash-out.