New York producer Jerry Cobb has invited wunderkind playwright Nebraska Jones for an all-expense-paid trip to paradise. Cobb has invested all his money commissioning Jones' next play, which he believes will eclipse his Broadway debut -- hailed by critics as a "masterpiece of comic timing." Banking on Jones' reputation and momentum, Cobb is disheartened to find his playwright suffering from a severe case of depression: he's morose; he won't eat; he can't write -- in fact all he wants to do is drink Cobb's bourbon and sleep all day in the $250-per-night luxury room, at Cobb's considerable expense. Right-hand man, Charlie Bascher, is charged with keeping the kid at the typewriter, distracting him from the booze, and figuring out the cause of his distemper.

What happens when you've paid for the next hit comedy, but what's coming out of the typewriter is tragedy? In this "vintage" screwball comedy skewering an artistic life in the theatre, the line between comedy and drama comes under hilarious scrutiny and is found to be much narrower -- and sillier -- than you'd think.