The Patient in Room 18

Private Thatcher Hospital is suffering a spate of murders, but THE PATIENT IN ROOM 18 - a young detective recovering from a nervous breakdown - is determined to find the killer.

Fast-moving & fun, this is another example of the comedy crime picture that Warner Brothers was so expert at producing almost without effort. Casts & plots could be shuffled endlessly, with very predictable results. While this assembly line approach created few classics, audience enjoyment could usually be assured.

Patric Knowles & Ann Sheridan spark the action here. As a convalescing detective & stern head nurse with romantic difficulties in their recent past, they keep the plot racing - especially after murder rears its ugly head. Knowles, who never quite graduated to starring roles in major pictures, shows a fine flair for comedy. Sleepwalking down the street dressed in pajamas & bowler, he is indeed a very droll sight. Sheridan shows flashes of the talent that would eventually make her an important star at Warner Brothers.

Unfortunately, the two most potentially interesting characters in the film - Eric Stanley's English valet & Greta Meyer's German cook - are given very little to do. And what about the film's other mystery: just what is so special about Room 18?

Detective Patrick Knowles is in the hospital for a rest cure -- he has a tendency to walk in the street in his pajamas -- and to wrangle with nurse Ann Sheridan.Wile he's there, a patient donates thousands of dollars' worth of radium. He's killed and the radium is stolen. It's up to Knowles to solve this mystery, because .... well, because it is. He'd better do it quick, too, because this is a one-hour Warners B from a novel by Mignon Eberhart.

As you might expect, that means this is directed for speed, and even the underdecorated sets and simple lighting emphasize this fact. Fortunately, the B cast members have not lost the ability to rattle off dialogue at top speed. It's a fair mystery, which is something. Cameraman James Van Trees gets a couple of overhead shots to spice up the visuals, but I think I'd rather read this one than see it on a screen.

During the 1930s and 40s, Hollywood made at least 1,000,000,000 B-mystery movies involving some sort of private detective...often school teachers, newspaper reporters or radio personalities. So, "The Patient in Room 18" certainly seems familiar. In fact, the only big difference is that unlike so many of the cheapo Bs, this one is from Warner Brothers and stars some relatively big stars compared to most other Bs.

When the story begins, you learn that Lance O'Leary (Patric Knowles), the great amateur detective, is close to having a nervous breakdown. This is due both to exhaustion and because his last case was his first failure. And, despite his desire to keep working on this old case, his doctor insists on him being hospitalized and being placed on bed rest. Naturally, since this is a B-mysery, soon someone at the hospital is murdered...and some very valuable radium is stolen. And, naturally, Lance soon begins investigating.

Aside from a neat ending, there isn't a lot to set this apart from most Bs....this is neither bad nor good. In other words, it's a pretty typical mystery. The only part I hated was the beginning--the sleepwalking bit was utterly ridiculous. But, I also didn't hate it either. The perfect time-passer.



By the way, seeing the hospital using radium so cavalierly and just strapping it to a patient's chest is most disturbing. While they knew to some extent that radium was toxic (since it killed Marie Curie), they had no idea just how dangerous it was...and doctors inadvertently killed patients by exposing them to so much radiation.

Patric Knowles plays a detective, having just failed to solve his first case, admitted to Thatcher Private Hospital to relax and get over anxiety problems(walking in the middle of the street in pajamas, etc...)In employ there is the nurse that he is smitten with, a trio of suspicious doctors who seem to have all lost any moral character they once had, a drunken Irishman(?) who is a jack of all trades it seems, and a wealthy investment banker that has hypochondriac persuasions. Throw in some romantic intrigue, some want-to-be romantic intrigue, a wastrel nephew needing cash bad, and some other minor plot "twists" and you have the uncle banker getting killed because of some valuable radium lying on his chest. Knowles is to the rescue much to the chagrin of an annoying policeman investigating the crime. As mysteries go, this one is passable but is nothing really more than fluff. The mood is light, the mystery is light, and the denouement is light. Knowles carries off the charming lightness very well as does most of the cast. All the character actors are very good at looking guilty. Ann Sheridan plays Knowles's love interest and is credible in her thankless role. At barely an hour in length, the film does have a nice, fast pace and is fairly entertaining. The solution to the crime was, for me at least, somewhat crude in application but the film does have some interesting merits and is never trying to take itself too terribly serious.

Lesser known Patric Knowles is Lance O'Leary, who has been acting goofy. walking around town in his jammies. so they lock him up in the Thatcher Hospital for rest and relaxation. and of course, there's drama going on at that institution. there's a large amount of radium being kept here for "treatment". and someone steals it. and kills a patient. in spite of that, it's all light and fluffy. the cops and now O'Leary are all trying to solve the case. amusing, but there are a couple plot holes. Ann Sheridan's career was still rising when she made this in 1938... her big roles would come in They Drive by Night and Man Who Came to Dinner, a couple years later. Based on the novel by Mignon Eberhart. had nine novels turned into film. directed by Bobby Connolly, who died young at 46, but was nominated for four oscars, for dance. this one is okay.