A Close Call for Boston Blackie

Blackie and the Runt rescue a woman (Lynn Merrick) who's been attacked in the street right in front of their building. They carry in the unconscious woman, who is quickly identified as Gerry Peyton, one of Blackie's old flames. Nothing much new so far, but when they open the bedroom door we see the main twist that this series entry has to offer: a baby!

Rather quickly, the rest of the plot is set into motion—Gerry's husband, a gunshot from around the corner of a doorway, some doubts about the identity of the baby and the honesty of Gerry. (Honestly, it's funny that Blackie and the Runt aren't suspicious of Lynn Merrick right away, since she just played a character pulling a similar deception on them in Boston Blackie Booked on Suspicion!)

If you're familiar with the Boston Blackie series, you'll easily guess who is accused of the first murder and also who does the accusing. Yes, Inspector Farraday is—as always—shocked that Blackie has stooped to murder, but after all, Blackie did have a good motive and was caught with the body in his apartment. He must be guilty!

Blackie and the Runt, Farraday and his sidekick Matthews are all in good form. The story's nothing special but it moves fast. Blackie once again disguises himself as an old man…and in a nice touch, Matthews turns up in the same disguise! (Blackie and Farraday had the same idea, it seems.)

Easygoing fun that's all wrapped up in exactly an hour.

Boston Blackie is led astray by a dame. The dame in this case being an ex-girlfriend of his played by beautiful Lynn Merrick. There's a baby, an extortion plot, and the inevitable murder charge for Blackie. One of these days Inspector Farraday might get the right suspect if he actually stopped to consider someone, ANYONE, besides Blackie! An enjoyable entry in the Boston Blackie series with lots of comedy. Blackie once again disguises himself as an old man. At least he doesn't wear blackface this time. Chester Morris, Richard Lane, and George E. Stone are all good as usual. Claire Carleton is fun as Runt's girlfriend Mamie. The baby is cute. Certainly not the best Boston Blackie movie but hard to dislike.

While helping a friend out by looking after a baby, Boston Blackie (Chester Morris) is framed for murder.

The penultimate programme thriller featuring fast talking and wise cracking Boston Blackie. The character of Blackie is as annoying as ever and will most likely leave its viewers feeling irritable, certainly for those who survived the course of the film.

Every time we think that after so many hilarious and varied adventures, the writers of the 'Boston Blackie' movie series must be running out of ideas sometime, they surprise us with something ENTIRELY new: this time, the story seems to revolve around one of Blackie's romances at first, and when the husband of the girl Blackie was 'sweet on', just released from jail, is found dead in Blackie's apartment, Inspector Faraday comes to the conclusion that, while he's learned by now that Blackie wouldn't kill anybody for diamonds or money and neither is he a deranged strangler - for a woman he MIGHT commit murder...

But the case very soon becomes a lot more complicated: there's a 'borrowed' baby involved that the 'Runt' and his girlfriend Mamie try to hide in the most impossible places (a very talented baby, by the way - literally a BORN actor!), while Blackie once more is at the same time on the run from the police and after the real murderer... Another VERY entertaining and surprising entry in this wonderful series of 40s crime-comedy mix!

In his tenth appearance in the Columbia B series role, Chester Morris is visited by former girlfriend Lynn Merrick. She married the son of a rich man who was sent up to prison. He has just been paroled, and she wants Morris to help her with the baby; daddy is liable to be impulsive in his jealousy. Enter the man, who is quickly shot dead from a mysterious stranger at the door. Enter Inspector Richard Lane and dumb sergeant Frank Sully, and we're off and running.

It's always fun to watch Morris on the screen, and this one is played for very broad comedy. In fact, it's so broad that the seams begin to show, as every single police call in New York City is funneled through to Lane, who puts them all together to make one case, which he then proceeds to get wrong. Morris also goes into disguise, and no one can recognize him.

Oh, well. With George E. Stone, Russell Hicks, and inevitably, Charles Lane.