Torchy Blane in Chinatown

The seventh in the Torchy Blane series and the penultimate one for Glenda Farrell and Barton MacLane. This time our heroes try to foil an extortion plot. As with the last film, this one has a different vibe to it than the first four Farrell movies. The focus isn't mostly on Torchy, but rather the cops and the criminal plot. Great supporting cast that includes Henry O'Neill, Patric Knowles, Frank Shannon, James Stephenson, and Janet Shaw. The regulars - Farrell, MacLane, and Tom Kennedy - are all good.

This one has a more of a Charlie Chan feel to it, and not because of the Chinese elements. The villains' plot isn't obvious and keeps the viewers (and the dimwitted coppers) guessing. The climax is hilariously offensive, so a point for that, but also has annoying music that doesn't quite fit the on screen action and goes on too long, so deduct a point for that. Worth a look for fans of the series or just B movies in general. But this isn't Torchy Blane at her best.

Barton MacLane tries to keep Glenda Farrell out of his hair while he investigates a case involving stolen Chinese artifacts and blackmail. Good luck with that in the seventh of Warner's 'Torchy Blane' series. It's always fun to watch these two go at it, and Tom Kennedy is always welcome as Gahagan, who actually gets to do something useful in this episode.

It's based on Will Jenkins' story "The Purple Hieroglyph", written under his pseudonym of Murray Leinster, and made into an earlier movie called MURDER WILL OUT.

One of the later chapters in the "Torchy Blane" series, this has the usual cast of Glenda Farrell (Torchy), along with Barton MacLane and Tom Kennedy. Torchy is out to solve murder crimes, while MacLane and Kennedy are officers who can never put the facts together without her. The coppers can't seem to figure out who's knocking off the guys who took the ancient tablets out of Chiner; it's a good thing Torchy is hanging around trying to see and hear anything she can use at the newspaper. The slapstick gags by Gahagan are really over the top in this one. almost annoying. As usual, don't look too closely at the story or it starts to come apart. It's pretty good. Directed by William Beaudine, who directed about half the films in the 1930s and 1940s.

Torchy Blane in Chinatown (1939)

** (out of 4)

The seventh film in the series finds Torchy (Glena Farrell) once again getting in the way as Detective McBride (Barton MacLane) tries to figure out who killing off a group of people with a connection to some valuable Chinese treasures. TORCHY BLANE IN CHINATOWN seems like it would fit the Mr. Moto or Charlie Chan series better but there's no question that this features an interesting story but sadly director William Beaudine can't add any life, energy or excitement to anything we're seeing. The story itself is pretty good and in fact it was interesting enough to make one upset that more wasn't being done with it. This story from Murray Leinster was originally filmed in 1920 and then again in 1930 but I've yet to see either version. The material here actually makes for a good mystery and I especially liked how one never fully understood why the murders were taking place. A great example of this is handled with various cards being left behind at crime scenes telling the cops who will die next. Another benefit this film has is that we're given a pretty strong cast. Farrell is once again highly entertaining and charming in her role. MacLane appears to be tired of his career and bored playing it because he pretty much sleepwalks through the film. The supporting cast is actually good with Tom Kennedy returning for comic relief and we also get Henry O'Neill, Patric Knowles and James Stephenson. What really kills the movie is the bad pacing, poor cinematography and the lack of any real energy. Director Beaudine probably kept the film under budget but he just wasn't able to add anything extra to the story. No matter how good the story is you still still someone to bring it to life and that just never happened.

TORCHY BLANE IN CHINATOWN 1938

Barton Maclane, Glenda Farell. From the Torchy Blane series. Classic fast-talking good-guy police detective MacBride and his girl, Torchy (reporter). I have a love/hate relationship with this whole series (nine of them). This one was one of the better ones. A blackmail case.

But throughout the series Torchy, a pretty reporter, is constantly trying to snoop into ongoing police investigations, jeopardizing her own and other peoples' lives, not to mention stealing or tampering with evidence. She is always on the verge of getting arrested or rubbed out by the murderers or gang members. So she's irritating.

I'd rate the similar "Maisie" series (with Ann Sothern) higher.