Mr. Wong no Bairro Chinês

Mr. Wong in Chinatown (1939)

** (out of 4)

Princess Lin Hwa frantically rushes to Detective Wong (Boris Karloff) but before he can see her she is dead. It turns out that she was shot with a poisonous dart so Wong investigates and finds that the Chinese woman was in America trying to buy warplanes. Pretty soon more bodies are found so Wong and Captain Street (Grant Withers) must try and figure out what's going on.

MR. WONG IN CHINATOWN was the third film in the series and it was certainly a step down from the previous two entries. The first two films were obviously cheap "B" pictures but they at least featured decent stories and benefited from having someone like Karloff in the lead. This film has a fairly bland story and there's just not much life to it.

The biggest problem with the film is that the screenplay just doesn't offer us anything we haven't seen countless times before. This time out we have a female reporter thrown in who of course is the girlfriend to Captain Streets, which leads to a bunch of arguing between the two. None of the dialogue is overly clever or charming so the fighting just comes across as annoying.

Karloff is once again good in his role, although, as with the first two films, he doesn't even bother trying to act or loo Asian. He at least keeps the film mildly amusing and I'd also say that Withers gives the film a little entertainment as well. Marjorie Reynolds does what she can as the reporter and come off mildy charming at times.

MR. WONG IN CHINATOWN isn't a horrible movie but at the same time it's just too routine and bland to make much of an impression.

1939's "Mr. Wong in Chinatown" was Monogram's third entry in their six picture detective series, its May shooting introducing a new character to the dynamic between Boris Karloff as James Lee Wong and Grant Withers as Capt. Bill Street, Marjorie Reynolds as Roberta 'Bobbie' Logan, blonde reporter and new wisecracking sweetheart of the increasingly downtrodden captain. Less complicated than its predecessors, it begins with Lotus Long's second series appearance, making a late night call upon Mr. Wong, who soon discovers her dead from a poisoned dart fired from a Chinese 'sleeve gun' like one he himself owns. Bobbie Logan identifies her as Lin Hwa, a princess who has spent the previous three weeks in San Francisco attempting to secure airplanes for her brother's fight against the Japanese. A dying clue was scribbled down before she expired, identifying 'Captain J,' of which two men made her acquaintance, the captain of the ship that brought her from China (William Royle), and the man whose Los Angeles company was negotiating to sell her the planes (George Lynn). A search of Lin Hwa's apartment reveals two faithful companions, Lilly Mae (Bessie Loo) and a mute dwarf (Angelo Rossitto), neither of whom are destined to live long, while Wong's inquiries with bank president Davidson (Huntley Gordon) ends up with a ride in a booby trapped taxi cab. Having learned that every penny deposited by the princess has been withdrawn through forged checks, the irate captains kidnap both Wong and Davidson to learn the whereabouts of the missing money, but the actual killer is tripped up by a little sleight of hand (this would be the last time seeing Karloff's Wong in his home). As obnoxious as reporters generally are in such films, it's a pleasant surprise to find Bobbie Logan better able to protect Mr. Wong than her police captain boyfriend, though their bickering only slows the picture to a crawl. Like first entry "Mr. Wong, Detective," this too would become a Charlie Chan remake for Monogram in 1947, "The Chinese Ring" not only marking the debut of 42 year old Roland Winters as Chan but also retaining the pretty reporter character in the person of Louise Currie, while the dwarf is rewritten as a Chinese boy. In for just one scene as an aged tong leader, Richard Loo previously played Karloff's lieutenant in "West of Shanghai," and would also feature in the next two entries (before filming the next series title, Karloff would complete "The Man They Could Not Hang" at Columbia and "Tower of London" at Universal).

Poor Lotus Long the oriental actress who got murdered in two Mr. Wong vehicles. In Mr. Wong In Chinatown she no longer arrives at Boris Karloff's home when she's killed with a poison dart fired through the window of his study.

Probably because the victim was Chinese, Mr. Wong would have gotten involved in any case, but won't these movie villains ever learn? Doing it that way was an open invitation.

Lotus lives long enough to leave a written cryptic clue and Karloff and police captain Grant Withers go chasing leads. The victim was a Chinese princess in town allegedly to buy airplanes for her country during war time. The clue itself by the way turns out to be a bit of a red herring.

Mr. Wong In Chinatown marks the first appearance of Marjorie Reynolds in this series as Withers's pesky reporter girl friend. Reynolds is in the snoop and scoop Lois Lane school of journalism. She actually does prove useful, more at times than Myrna Loy was to William Powell.

But this is Monogram, not MGM so the production values are really on the cheap here. Still for that studio this isn't a bad film.

When the Princess "Lin Hwa" (Lotus Long) is killed by a poisoned dart in the home of our eponymous San Francisco detective (Boris Karloff) she leaves him one, singly enigmatic, clue which he must utilise to thwart a gang involved with the Japanese occupation of China. Local plod "Capt. Street" (Grant Withers) bucks the trend of many similar style adventure films, and demonstrates some competence as the pair soon discover the foggy docks of their city harbour much more than just ships. There is never any doubt who will come a cropper in the end, but William Nigh gets a lot from his star, a limited script and an even more limited budget and presents us with a basic, but acceptable murder mystery with shades of political intrigue.

There was a documentary on public television some time ago about the Chinese in the movies. It was short because they were mostly background in early films. God forbid a Chinese person was ever cast as a Chinese person in a movie.

Boris Karloff, who was a wonderful actor, is Mr. Wong. I'm not sure where this comes in the series but I'll give you two words to describe it - Monogram Studios.

A woman visits Mr. Wong, but before she can speak to him, she is killed with a poison dart. She has time to write a partial note with the words "Captain J." Naturally there are two Captain Js here.

The film has to do with airplanes she was buying for her brother, an important person with the Chinese air command, and the apparent smuggling of them. Don't ask me how one does that. Aren't they kind of large? It also has to do with stealing money.

It's just okay but it's nice to see Karloff as someone other than Frankenstein.