Un disparo en la oscuridad

No, it's not the Inspector Clousseau picture, it's a fast-moving Warner's B picture, with reporter William Lundigan and police detective Regis Toomey teaming up to investigate a murder. Nightclub owner Ricardo Cortez is trying to sell his night club to an out-of-town buyer. Apparently the local mobster objects, because the buyer winds up dead.

It's no classic, but the leads keep up the pace under William McGann, and the Warner Brothers stock company is on hand, with time out for chanteuse Nann Wynn to belt out three songs, including "I'm Just Wild About Harry". It's an enjoyable time-waster.

The Bill Lundigan one. Peter Sellers made another (unrelated) one in 1964. When Richards (Cortez) sells the Royal Club to an out of towner, the murders start. The locals team up to figure out who dunnit. Singer Dixie (Nan Wynn) and Kennedy the reporter (Lundigan) offer to help Lt. Ryder (Regis Toomey) any way they can. This film is just filled with the usual ingredients in an old who-dunnit; competing for the girl, cracking stupid jokes while trying to solve the murder. In this one, the police lieutenant never seems to do any actual police work... he's always hanging around in nightclubs and bars, with his hands at his side. And why is Lundigan always hiding under desks and behind pillars? Is he five years old?? When he sits in a chair, he hangs one leg over the arm of the chair. Was the director trying to make him look like a teenager? This was released JUST before the japanese bombed pearl harbor... it would be all war films in just a couple months. And this one also has a strange ending. It's a short B film from Warner Brothers, so I guess the expectations were already pretty low. Directed by Bill McGann. Was a special effects guy on some real big films before turning director. Key Largo, Treasure of the Sierra Madre.

"A Shot in the Dark" is a slickly produced B-mystery from Warner Brothers. And, just like in his film "The Case of the Black Parrot", William Lundigan plays a smartypants newspaperman who helps the cops solve the mystery. But, unlike "Black Parrot", this later film suffers from a poor mystery...so poor that at the end of the film, the two main characters discuss the case and explain to the audience what actually happened! In other words, the film is poorly written and could have been a lot better. Imagine...watching a mystery that really makes no sense and then relying on the characters explaining what you saw! As a result, while I like a nice B-movie, here I cannot recommend it because of the Swiss cheese-like holes in the story.

No, this is not the Peter Sellers movie of the 60s. it is a short and fast moving mystery/comedy that might have originated as a project planned for James Cagney and Pat O'Brien.

A Shot In The Dark gas reporter William Lundigan witness the murder of a man about to purchase nightclub owner Ricardo Cortez's business interests. The assigned detective is Regis Toomey, Lundigan's rival for singer Nan Wynn who works for Cortez.

Lundigan and Toomey act like juveniles around Wynn lucky they had time to solve the murder. She gets to sing some popular standards and for once not as Rita Hayworth's or someone else's dubbed voices.

Both the guys get a good comeuppance from Wynn in the end. Considering the times the film came out in, a proper one too.

I just watched this on TCM this afternoon. It's a fast paced Warner Brothers B-movie that only lasts 57 minutes. Songstress Nan Wynn has the female lead and she sings three songs, enough to get this one labeled a musical murder mystery. William Lundigan plays the reporter and Regis Toomey is the police lieutenant. They trade witty banter while working together to try to solve a couple of murders. The plot gets complicated for only 57 minutes and you have to stay focused to keep the suspects straight. Watch closely for William Hopper and Dave Willock in uncredited roles. That's Frank Wilcox as the naval officer at the end. The wild car chase is exciting and well done, but the best part of this movie is the singing by Nan Wynn.