Find the Blackmailer

"Find the Blackmailer" is a Warner Brothers comedy mystery that probably was made to capitalize on the string of such films that were highly successful with other studios. Among those were MGM's "Thin Man" of 1934 and its several sequels that carried past the mid-1940s. Some others were Philo Vance and Boston Blackie films that had different stars over the years, and were made by different studios. But this isn't of the caliber of the Thin Man series and its star roles that William Powell and Myrna Loy owned.

Jerome Cowan as private-eye D. L. Trees, and his secretary, Pandora Pines (played by Marjorie Hoshelle) can't match the acting of Powell and Loy. And the writing and screenplay here are definitely second tier. But Cowan and Hoshelle give it their best, and the film is at least entertaining. Even with some plot holes and guess work that doesn't gel with what the audience sees.

One interesting faux pas I noticed in this film is when Trees discovers the body of the murder victim. He then kneels down and proceeds to touch and handle various things - a broken lightbulb by its base, a drink glass, the coffee table. That's a no-no at a crime scene that Powell's Nick Charles and any savvy private-eye would never do. Well, as I said, it's a second-rate job all around.

Here's my favorite exchange of dialog in this film.

D. L. Trees, "Oh, don't bother me. I'm thinking." Pandora Pines, his secretary and girlfriend, "Uh, uh. You just think you're thinking." Trees, "If you really wanna know, I'm thinking how I'm gonna pay your salary." Pandora, "I have it. I'll lend you the money." Trees, "That ain't funny, Magee. Now be quiet. I'm listening to the radio."

A nifty little "B" programmer. Reminds me of the old days when a quarter would get you a first run feature, B picture, newsreel, cartoon, and coming attractions. Jerome Cowan, (the prosecutor in Miracle on 34th Street) has always been one of my favorite support players. His wisecracking detective character holds your attention without becoming corny. The story is preposterous. A politician is being blackmailed by a shady character from his past. The key to this plot is a talking crow that has been taught to implicate the politician once the blackmailer has been killed. Are you following this? Add to this mix, a sexy actress, a couple of thugs, a crooked lawyer, etc. and you have the basic story. The dialogue pops like a machine gun. But, forget the plot, forget the story, sit back and enjoy the show.

Top character actor Jerome Cowan ("The Maltese Falcon") gets boosted to star status for this B level mystery-comedy from Warner Bros. He plays an unpopular private detective, D. L. Trees, who's currently hard up for cash. Then a mayoral candidate (Gene Lockhart, "Miracle on 34th Street") who promises honesty & integrity in his campaign tasks Trees with finding a pet crow that's been trained to talk, since the bird can supposedly implicate the politician in threatening the life of a shady character named Molner.

Like a lot of mystery plots, the story of "Find the Blackmailer" can get convoluted enough that one may indeed need to watch this more than once to understand everything that's going on. Great cinema it's not, but it's a perfectly serviceable, solidly entertaining B movie with a decent sense of humor; a fair number of the lines actually made me laugh out loud. The cast plays their roles to the hilt, and this little movie, despite mostly consisting of snappy dialogue, just races along, clocking in at an impressively brief 56 minutes (one of the shortest movies released by Warner Bros. In 1943).

Mostly, it's a treat to watch Cowan in this starring role, as he handles himself with great style and utters quips frequently. But it's worth sticking with this to the end for that final twist.

Seven out of 10.

Politician Gene Lockhart is being blackmailed, so he enlists the help of the most unknown detective (to keep it quiet and out of the news) to get him out of the scrape. Enter Jerome Cowan (Bogart's murdered partner in "The Maltese Falcon"), who has a very likable disposition as a unscrupulous and somewhat sleazy detective. It seems they need a crow that repeats what it hears and it heard the last words of a murdered man, implicating Gene Lockhart. Through a series of twists and turns and interrogations of suspects and run-ins with hoodlums, Jerome tries to get at the truth. What begins very pleasantly and simply turns very complicated quickly with some zippy and witty one-liners. This film was in fact very funny, and by the end I think you'll feel thoroughly satisfied. There's even a twist that you don't see coming. Or do you? Whatever the means to get his man, Jerome Cowan as D.L. Trees earns his money and gives you a good time for a little over an hour. Good job, big guy!

... because you'll probably need to watch this one twice to figure out exactly what is going on. However, don't let that bother you since a fine-tuned plot is not the point of this little B mystery. With every able bodied male between 18 and 40 in the armed services, WWII gave older players such as Sydney Greenstreet and normally supporting players such as the lead in this film - Jerome Cowan as detective D.L. Trees - a chance at a starring role in major studio releases.

The story has to do with a not so successful detective, Mr. Trees, and his seldom-paid secretary and semi-romantic interest, Pandora Pines, getting a visit from the reform candidate for mayor, John Rhodes. It seems that Rhodes' girlfriend has a brother - Fred - that has been in prison. The girlfriend doesn't know about Fred's record and neither do the mayor's potential voters. Fred doesn't see his record as any source of shame. Instead he sees it as a money-making opportunity, and he's been putting the bite on John Rhodes ever since he got out of jail to keep quiet about his sordid past. The final straw is when Fred shows Rhodes a crow that has been taught to say "Rhodes killed me!". Apparently Fred did it for insurance so that Rhodes doesn't kill him, realizing the growing inconvenience he has become, but Rhodes is afraid that if something does happen to Fred he'll be implicated by the talking crow. He therefore pays Trees to steal the bird. And this is only the first ten minutes.

Things get wild, wacky, and down-right preposterous from this point forward. The film is loaded with action and the kind of 40's detective story dialogue that you often see parodied but hardly ever laid on so thick in one short film of that era. As for the not-so-well-known cast, they acquit themselves marvelously. Mr. Cowan must have been studying Humphrey Bogart closely during his brief role in "The Maltese Falcon", because he is the personification of the cool-headed P.I. with questionable scruples 40's style.

I'm sure this little film helped audiences forget the seriousness of the war for a short period of time back in 1943, and I think you'll find it good escapist entertainment today.