A Dama do Cabaré

.... is who Thatcher Colt is. Played by the dapper Adolphe Menjou, he reads lips and obsesses over how to execute the perfect head lock in wrestling. Given his physique this seems especially odd. And he pals around with the rather useless Tony (Skeets Gallagher) whose only hobbies seem to be drinking and snide remarks.

But when the film opens, what we see is nightclub owner Lola Carewe (Mayo Methot) in her luxury apartment nervously preparing for an evening out on New Year's Eve as the wind howls menacingly. She has been receiving death threats that say specifically that she will die at the stroke of midnight. And yet she goes to her nightclub at a prominently placed table with balloons popping around her that could easily cover the sound of a gunshot.

This is where Colt comes in. He is seated at a table while his friend Tony partakes in his favorite pastime - drinking. But Colt reads Lola's lips and sees her talking about the death threat. He is talking to her about this when somebody in the crowd fires a shot. This causes Colt to take Lola back to her apartment and call in about eight cops to guard her. As midnight approaches, the eight cops form a circle around Lola, able to block any bullet or weapon somebody might toss or fire. But when the stroke of midnight comes, Lola stands up and shrieks and falls down dead. Did she die of fright? If so, what a clever plan.

So Colt begins his investigation. As he says, usually he just has to figure out who did it. This time he has to determine if it was even murder and if so, what was the method as well. Lola certainly had lots of enemies. Complications ensue.

I've got to wonder if the folks over at MGM were watching this, because Thatcher is a lot like Nick Charles. Just subtract the weird hobbies and the alcoholic friend and add a missus with moxie - Nora Charles, and you have the same basic formula. Then there is Nat Pendleton, playing a part much like his character Guild in The Thin Man. Add in the mysterious, mute, and well dressed Miss Kelly as another associate of Colt, and this is a very entertaining little film.

Oh joy. A murder mystery that's actually solved by the detective assigned to the case. I've watched so many murder mysteries solved by non-law enforcement that I was beginning to believe that police were there just to make an arrest once the case was solved (see "The Locked Door" (1929), "The Maltese Falcon" (1931), "M" (1931), "The Death Kiss" (1932), "Murders in the Rue Morgue" (1932) "Penguin Pool Murder" (1932), or any Philo Vance movie).

In "The Night Club Lady" (TNCL) a woman by the name of Lola Carewe (Mayo Methot) was afraid for her life. She'd gotten a message that stated that she would be killed at midnight on New Year's Day (or New Year's Eve, depending upon how you look at it). Though she was surrounded by eight police officers she was still killed. The doctor called to the scene, Dr. Lengle (Wilhelm von Brincken) summarily said she died of a heart attack after a brief check with his stethoscope. The lead detective on the case, Commissioner Thatcher Colt (Adolphe Menjou), knew it had to be murder. Commissioner Colt then set about piecing the crime together so that he could find the killer.

I enjoyed TNCL. The characters were intriguing as was the murder, and Alfred Menjou was the meticulous and professional type of inspector I like.

Whilst it's not in the same league as Poirot, it's a reasonably interesting story in the mould of the popular detective mysteries of the time. This is a clever little 'locked room mystery' - an impossible murder where nobody could possibly have done it....but they did. I just can't warm to Adolphe Menjou though.

It's directed well enough, there's always something happening and it's got a lively feel about it - a sense of mystery - a sense of intrigue. It won't have you on the edge of your seat but you've got to find out how the dastardly deed was done. Columbia's top cameraman Ted Tetzaff has great fun playing with his new zoom lens and the overall effect is a lot more imaginative and interesting to look at than your typical B-movie. The scrip by Robert Riskin (he of the Robert Riskin-Frank Capra partnership) is snappy and witty but nothing too special.

The problem with this or rather my problem with this is that I just don't like Adolphe Menjou. In this his character is as one dimensional as nearly every other role I've seen him in. It's probably not all his fault, the character of Thatcher Colt is really rather dull with no interesting characteristics. Neither is he that great a detective since about half a dozen people get murdered whilst under his watch. His drunken sidekick however played by Skeets Gallagher is actually one of the best characters in the whole thing - he's certainly the only likeable one. Usually the drunken sidekick is just an annoying, unfunny irritant but because the rest of the characters are so uninteresting he adds a bit of life to the whole thing thanks to Robert Riskin seeing that something needed to be added to keep everyone awake.

Night club hostess Mayo Methot is well connected. She's got enough pull that when she's threatened with death at midnight, police commissioner Adolphe Menjou and eight men show up to gather around her; if someone wants to get to her, they'llhavd to go through this mob... which they. At midnight, she screams and dies. Now Menjou must find out not only who killed her, but how and why.

It's a pretty good murder mystery, based on a book by Fulton Oursler writing as Anthony Abbott. Of course, it's a lot of talk with a list of about half a dozen witnesses who saw nothing, and no suspects, until Menjou gathers them all together to go ver what he knows and draws his conclusion, which came as a surprise to me. Director Irving Cummings keeps things moving along all the way through.

This film is a chance to see the 3rd Mrs. Bogart, May Methot....a woman whose fights with her famous husband are the stuff of legends. Back in the early 30s, Mayo was a star but her off-screen behaviors soon relegated her to supporting actress status.

When the story begins, someone has informed party girl Lola (Methot) that she will be dead by midnight. Just who this is an why is unknown and the Police Commissioner himself (Adolph Menjou) is taking the case. Apart from announcing the murder ahead of time, it's a mostly by the numbers murder mystery...the type they made by the hundreds or thousands during that era. Ultimately, however, the film ends on a high note...a shrill and thrilling Pre-Code ending that I'll keep to myself so I won't spoil anything.

Having the smooth Menjou in the lead sure didn't hurt this one and overall it's well worth your time. It is not super-remarkable but reasonably entertaining and, at times, clever.