The Missing Corpse

Newspaper publisher J. Edward Bromberg has a running feud with fellow publisher Paul Guilfoyle. Bromberg doesn't like Guilfoyle publishing pictures of his daughter at nightclubs, and threatens the man, whom he calls a blackmailer. The next day he is to go duck hunting, and so spends the evening practicing with a rifle. The following morning, he is packing supplies in the car chauffeur frank Jenks will drive him in, and discovers Guilfoyle's corpse in there.

It's from a story by Harry O. Hoyt (best remembered for directing the silent The Lost World), and it's a pretty amusing comedy as Bromberg tries to ditch the body with Jenks' help, and keeps failing. Bromberg's reactions are funnier for not being particularly jittery in the face of the nitwits he encounters, from wife Lorell Sheldon to cop Archie Twitchell. It's a nicely layered performance by one of the founders of the Group Theater, and director Albert Herman lets him have his head.

Wealthy newspaper publisher Henry Kruger (J. Edward Bromberg) can't get served breakfast—he sits at his morning table but the servants just carry the trays right on past. His wife Alice takes breakfast in bed and sends down a note asking him to check her overdrawn bank account; son James takes only tomato juice due to today's hangover; daughter Phylis is "indisposed" but her photo is featured in the rival newspaper's story about last night's nightclub brawl. Mr. Kruger is understandably fed up with his family.

He also does not get along at all with that rival paper's publisher: a crook and blackmailer named McDonald (Paul Guilfoyle). McDonald has plenty of enemies—there's Kruger himself; his chauffeur Hogan (Frank Jenks) who claims to have a score to settle; and even McDonald's muscle man Joe, who discovers his own motive for murder.

Yes, we can see it coming…but the murder is not the surprise here: rather, it's the way the dead body keeps jumping around, from car trunk to wood box to numerous other locations. Who moved it now? and who will stumble on it next? Rapid dialog and one silly situation after another add up to a pretty funny picture.

Bromberg and Jenks lead the cast well; their boss-and-chauffeur act clicks nicely as each assumes that the other did the murder and eventually has to be enlightened.

Momentum builds as the rest of the family and numerous others gradually congregate at the vacation lodge where Kruger and Hogan (and the corpse) are holed up. "Why, Henry, we'll have a family reunion," says the wife on her arrival; "Won't that be nice," is Kruger's quietly bitter reply.

It's a good natured if not particularly inspired murder comedy. Totally ridiculous—but fast moving and unpretentious.

For a PRC film with limited production values The Missing Corpse isn't too bad of a film. It also stars the tragic J. Edward Bromberg in one of the films you'll find this character player top billed.

Bromberg and Paul Guilfoyle are rival tabloid publishers and Guilfoyle has printed some nasty stuff about Bromberg's daughter. Reacting like an outraged father, Bromberg promises to do him harm if any more should be printed.

Then Guilfoyle winds up dead and in Bromberg's car trunk. They discover it when Bromberg goes up to his hunting cabin for a short vacation. They being Bromberg and chauffeur Frank Jenks.

Not much suspense here since we know who killed Guilfoyle. Still a few laughs from the cast especially Bromberg and Jenks.

Not bad considering it's a PRC cheapie.

Body, body, where's the dead body. Seems a non-breathing one gets around better than a breathing one. Then too, the murdered corpse is never where you'd expect it to be. And so, for better or worse, a nomadic corpse just about amounts to the plot. Good thing the narrative's full of colorful characters, and a fast moving director who never lets things drag. I like the way the amusing parts are under-played such that the acting never gets sappy. Cast-wise, It's a paunchy Bromberg, a smirking Jencks, a fluttery Randolph, and a sinister Weldon; together, they lift the skimpy narrative into a pleasantly entertaining programmer. Seems Bromberg's business rival turns up dead and the newsman's got to hide the body before others pin the murder on him. But can he, since new people keep turning up and turning things over in his mountain lodge. And when was the last time a paunchy, middle-aged short guy got the leading part in a flick. It does happen here and no camera tricks try to hide it. I guess my only gripe is the relative absence of shapely girls in that nifty 1940's attire. All in all, the flick's the kind of fun escape meant to ease wartime audiences. And dare I say it, fun too, even for a new millennium.

Great old movie....if you want humor and a twist in the story, this is a movie to see! Clean in todays standards. Not a waste of time. A peek into the past. A treasure!