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Thanks to TCM for showing these long retired oldies. Popular all over again. There's actually a story within the story about this B film. Ann Harding, known for being very selective about her roles, grew dissatisfied with the script and threatened producers at RKO she would quit. They, in turn, threatened to sue her for production costs, amounting to tens of thousands of dollars. Ann went back to work. The irony is she convinced producers to buy the script.

Written by Rian James (known for 42ND STREET), likely patterned after Warner Brothers PERRY MASON series at the time, starring Warren William. Harding plays the secretary to businessman Mr. Whittaker (played by Douglass Dumbrille), who is shot and killed in his office. His body is discovered the next day and it's Ann's beau (Walter Abel), a business partner, who is charged with the crime -- although Ann could have easily been charged herself.

An interesting court trial (a la Perry Mason) follows, incorporating flashbacks and it gets complicated, particularly with $75,000 dollars in stake and the fact Whittaker had a gal friend on the side. All the actors shine here, although it's a shame Dumbrille had a smaller role as the victim. A marvelous dramatic actor. Ann Harding does a fine job on the witness stand as you would expect. She briefly retired the following year to marry a symphony conductor.

Fun Notes; Look for DEAD END KID and BOWERY BOY Billy Benedict as Benny and Margaret Hamilton in a bit role, shortly before fame as the Wicked Witch in the WIZARD OF OZ. Paul Harvey plays the prosecuting attorney, a role he was so good at, reminding you a bit of Hamilton Burger from Perry Mason.

Directed by George Nicholls, Jr., a noted film editor, who tragically died in a car accident a few years later.

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While "The Witness Chair" is a bit static, I liked the film....which is in sharp contrast to what Ann Harding apparently thought about the picture. According to IMDb, she tried to get out of the picture midway through production because she hated the script...which is odd since she'd already apparently read and approved it.

When the story begins, you see Paula (Harding) sneaking out of her office building and it seems obvious she's done something. A few hours later, the cleaning crew discover a corpse...it's Mr. Whitaker (Douglas Dumbrille). At first it looks like a suicide and he signed a note saying he'd embezzled $75,000. However, the cops soon realize that it couldn't have been a suicide and the man exonerated by the suicide note, Mr. Trent (Walter Abel) is arrested for murder...though there really isn't good evidence he's done the crime.

The rest of the story is set in the courtroom and follows the case of Mr. Trent. I would say more but don't want to spoil and of the surprises...and there are a few.

It's funny. While the film doesn't have any action and involves a lot of talking, it's a good picture...particularly because of the writing. So, I have no idea what was going on with Harding and her initial refusal to finish the movie....perhaps there was actually something else going on at the time. All I know is that the picture kept my interest and was enjoyable.

Predictable, talky, unsuspenseful courtroom drama, with Walter Abel held for murdering business partner Douglas Dumbrille, while secretary Ann Harding obviously knows there's more to it. Some fun supporting players, notably Margaret Hamilton as an office busybody, and it's over in 64 minutes. And while an unambiguous happy ending is impossible, it does have a hopeful one. But it has little really going for it but Ann, who, as always, is dedicated and interesting, with a certain... stillness that suggests a woman who's thinking all the time. She didn't like this one much, and she was right. But she's the only reason to watch.

From 1936, The Witness Chair stars Ann Harding and is directed by George Nichols, Jr.

At first, the death of Stanley Whittaker looks like suicide. He has a gun, and there is a confession, typewritten and signed, admitting that he had embezzled $75,000 from his company.

However, as Lieutenant Poole and his assistant Costigan continue their investigation, they decide it's murder. They arrest James Trent, whose owned the gun that killed Whitaker.

In court, Paula Young (Ann Harding) Whittaker's secretary, in love with James, give testimony concerning James's activities on the day of the murder. Paula knew that Whittaker bribed the company accountant, Henshaw, to redo the books so that James would be blamed for the embezzlement.

Paula, though, has two secrets. She wasv in the office the night of the murder. Also, James's daughter, Connie had come to her apartment on the same evening and confesses she almost ran off to Europe with Whittaker.

The denouement was easy to figure out. The courtroom scenes were a little annoying. When you recall a witness, you remind them they're still under oath. In this film, they were constantly re-swearing people in.

Ann Harding hated the script and tried to quit the film but stayed with it after the studio threatened a lawsuit. It was a good cast, and while talky, it wasn't a bad script.

One of the problems with a lot of courtroom dramas of the 1930s -- and this one in particular -- is that they are mysteries. Now mysteries make good stories and good movies, since they have usually have a fast start -- someone is killed -- and a definite plot -- the detection of the guilty. But when they take place in the courtroom, as does this one, they are largely composed of showing that the accused person did not do it -- and what does that say about all the people involved in the investigation and the prosecution? It results in a certain amount of idiot plotting and I always find that annoying. Lawyers do not ask questions they do not know the answer to, and people do not pop up to confess that they shot the dead man, Perry Mason notwithstanding.

Nonetheless, this movie is not awful, and it is largely due to the work of the actors involved. Walter Abel, as the accused, and Ann Harding, as the secretary who loves him, are fine actors and manage to bring a semblance of emotional reality, if not verisimilitude to this piece of tripe. Not enough to make it worthwhile -- both actors have been much better served -- but enough to keep you watching to the hackneyed end.