Clear All Wires!

Flash! Urgent! CLEAR ALL WIRES! Buckley Joyce Thomas (Lee Tracy), ace reporter of the Chicago Globe, after returning from captivity in the Moroccan desert, now lands up to his ears in danger in Soviet Moscow. Hoping to interview New Russian citizens - and perhaps be seen hobnobbing with Stalin - he finds himself in intense trouble with dames (Benita Hume & Una Merkel) and suspected by the Secret Police of attempted murder! Will this be Buckley Joyce Thomas' last dispatch?

This is an enjoyable, fast-moving, if somewhat corny film, with dialogue & situations that let you know it was definitely produced pre-Production Code. It is interesting to see Hollywood's take on Red Russia only 15 years after the Revolution.

Lee Tracy, having recently become a star at Warner Brothers, began his short stint at MGM with this film. He would appear in 4 MGM films in 1933, and was well on his way to becoming the Studio's answer to Cagney, when he suffered a spectacular fall from grace the following year & was immediately fired from MGM. It is a shame he is almost forgotten today, as he was an exciting actor to watch: pushing the limit, rough edged, perfectly cast as nosy reporters, shyster lawyers or shady talent agents.

The other members of the cast all do a fine job. Special mention should be made of James Gleason as Tracy's faithful factotum, and Ari Kutai as a Russian gofer. Movie mavens will spot Mischa Auer as a Moroccan prince & Akim Tamiroff as a sleazy Moscow hotel manager, both uncredited.

The portrait of newspaper reporters in '30s films is hardly complimentary, for the most part. Fast talking, glib, often quite amoral, anything goes for a story, including fabricating one, if necessary.

Broadway actor-turned-Hollywood-actor Lee Tracy was simply one of the best at playing this kind of unscrupulous breed. With his machine gun nasel voiced delivery and strong facial comic reactions, Tracy was always curiously likable no matter what scheme his characters, in this case American reporter Buckley Joyce Thomas, may have connived.

Clear All Wires, made while he was briefly at MGM in 1933, captures the actor very much in his fast talking prime. The film is fast and hectic, with more than capable support from James Gleason as Tracy's faithful henchman, ready to do anything, including literally shooting someone, if it will help his boss, as well as Una Merkel, as a former paramour of the reporter who now, rather inconveniently, has become the girlfriend of his boss.

Above all, though, this comic adventure, which starts in the Moroccan desert (look for Mischa Auer as a sheik), gradually shifting to Moscow where, of course, anything goes for a news story, is Tracy's show.

At one point, ironically, his character is fired for "conduct unbecoming a gentleman." This would actually foreshadow events in the actor's own life, for the following year he would be fired by MGM on the on-location set of Viva Villa!, bringing to an end, unfortunately, Tracy's time in major Hollywood productions, for his own "ungentlemanly behaviour" from a Mexican balcony.

And it was a loss, not only for the actor but viewers of '30s films, when Lee Tracy was afterward relegated to working with lesser material in smaller studios. It would never again be quite the same for him, though he would storm back on stage and then screen thirty years later with strong Oscar-nominated character work as the U.S. President in Gore Vidal's The Best Man. That, however, would be a distinctly older, grim Tracy just a few years shy of his death from cancer.

Clear All Wires gives the viewer the opportunity to see the young Tracy still in his prime, and he's fun to watch, even if the material, ultimately, may not be quite as funny as it is smartly paced.

Lee Tracy was a very unusual actor in that he played the same sort of character in tons of his 1930s films....a snappy talking newspaper reporter. So, the plot here isn't too unusual, although the film IS set in the Soviet Union.

In "Clear All Wires!", Buckley (Tracy) is an unethical reporter who is declared a hero in Paris, when he really didn't do anything! Well, this same attitude about stories is Buckley's m.o....make up the news instead of actually reporting it. But when his boss fires him because he thinks Buckley was cutting in on his girl, Buckley decides to create an insane story about the last of the Romanovs being shot....and, as you'd expect, it's all crap...though he actually DOES end up getting shot himself. What's next? See the film.

If you've never seen any of Tracy's newspaper reporter stories, then this one is worth seeing...though it's far from his best. If you've seen quite a bit of these films, then you might just want to skip the movie because it's not among his best reporter films...mostly due to the silly script.

Lee Tracy plays a typical '30s reporter in "Clear All Wires" from 1933.

What's a typical '30s reporter? Fast-talking, glib, manipulative, will do anything to get a story -- and who better to play him in his MGM debut than Lee Tracy?

In "Clear All Wires," Tracy's character, Buckley Joyce Thomas, isn't averse to making the news either, or embellishing it. According to him, he's dying of thirst in the desert at one point when in fact, he's being treated like a king.

When he returns to Chicago, he runs into his publisher's girlfriend, Dolly (Una Merkel) - she calls her benefactor "Daddy" -- and, with his boss out of the room, Buckley makes plans to meet her that evening. His publisher isn't an idiot. Buckley is then dispensed to Moscow immediately.

There, he takes over another reporter's suite (and later his identity) and, with his assistant (James Gleason) tries to get some major interviews.

Then Dolly shows up, and the publisher fires him for conduct unbecoming. Desperate, he tries to marry a fellow reporter, Kate (Benita Hume) who is insulted because she really does love him. Now he really has to do something to keep his job.

It's a very fast film probably trying to be madcap, but it's a little too talky for that, having been a play starring Thomas Mitchell. But Lee Tracy is excellent. Always theatrical in his approach, this was his kind of role.

This material has a place in Broadway history. It was made into a musical, "Leave it to Me," which was Mary Martin's debut in the Una Merkel role. And what did she sing? "My Heart Belongs to Daddy."

"Clear All Wires!" is another movie about unscrupulous journalism. In this case it wasn't serious like "Scandal Sheet" (1932) or "Five Star Final" (1931). It was silly, it was stupid, it was bad.

The movie starred Lee Tracy which was already a negative. He played a lying, deceptive journalist who fabricated just about every bit of news report he turned in. The only reason he hadn't been found out is that he was an overseas correspondent so there was no other journalist there to fact check him.

I can only take Lee Tracy in small doses. His voice is annoying and his type of comedy is not for me. He played Buckley Joyce Thomas, a reporter for a Chicago newspaper. He could out-talk anyone and it seemed to work; especially on women. He didn't go anywhere without his faithful sidekick Lefty (James Gleason) who'd do anything for him.

***Side bar

Servants and assistants were extremely faithful back then according to Hollywood. Whether their employer could pay them or not they'd stick around, fully vested in the well-being of their employer. They'd even lie, cheat, and steal for them. Why do I find that hard to believe?

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Buckley's antics got even worse when he went to Russia to cover the fifteen year anniversary of the Russian revolution. His attempts to make news there were as dangerous as they were brainless. If only it were funny.

Meanwhile, Buckley had at least three women hanging onto his coattail. He had Dolly (Una Merkel), his main squeeze and his boss's sweetheart. There was Eugenie (Lya Lys), a Russian paramour he'd forgotten about. And there was Kate (Benita Hume), the smart, decent woman who he largely ignored, but who would patiently wait until Buckley got around to recognizing she was the best thing for him. Those women are the worst.

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