John Rhodes (Gene Lockhart)hires private detective D. L. Trees (Jerome Cowan)to track down a talking blackbird owned by Fred Molner, who uses the bird as a means of blackmailing Rhodes. Moln... Read allJohn Rhodes (Gene Lockhart)hires private detective D. L. Trees (Jerome Cowan)to track down a talking blackbird owned by Fred Molner, who uses the bird as a means of blackmailing Rhodes. Molner has taught the bird to repeat "Don't kill me, Rhodes" in the event he is murdered by a ... Read allJohn Rhodes (Gene Lockhart)hires private detective D. L. Trees (Jerome Cowan)to track down a talking blackbird owned by Fred Molner, who uses the bird as a means of blackmailing Rhodes. Molner has taught the bird to repeat "Don't kill me, Rhodes" in the event he is murdered by a member of a gambling syndicate he has defrauded. Going to Molner's apartment, Trees finds ... Read all
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The principle attractions of this picture are the unusual and charming casting of Jerome Cowan in the lead role as the tough if somewhat bumbling detective and some stylish noir cinematography by James Van Trees. Cowan is ably supported by the ever reliable Gene Lockhart as his blackmailed politician client, Margorie Hoshelle as his breezy, underpaid secretary, and second-billed Faye Emerson as a nasty femme fa-tale. The script is muddled, ridiculous, and padded out with a lot of meandering, unnecessary action. It looks as if director D. Ross Lederman was struggling to squeeze out the required 55-minute running time. If his picture had been tightly edited, it could have easily run only 40 minutes without losing anything. Dialog is cliché-ridden, but fun. Just about every wise-crack and every colorful slang term from every detective, mystery, cops-and-robbers picture from the previous decade as been gathered for recycling in Find The Blackmailer. Surly this picture was meant to be a spoof. Big hint -- the detective's name is Trees, same as the cinematographer. Or does that just mean they were making up the script as they went along? This suspicion will creep in from time to time as you watch the strange proceedings. Never mind, just relax and enjoy. You can't be expected to figure it out if it doesn't make sense. And it most assuredly does not. Cowan's character is more humorous that tough. Cowan didn't have a muscle in his body, but he still manages to get tough when needed by keeping his hand on the .32 automatic in his coat pocket. But mostly he just cracks wise and grins through his trademark pencil-line mustache.
But not so bad for all that. As yours truly has stated elsewhere about other, better second features, the big studios of Old Hollywood could turn out good-looking, entertaining pictures while only half-way trying. In Find The Blackmailer it looks as if they didn't try much at all, yet it still turned out a watchable, even enjoyable picture -- if you're in the right mood.
** 1/2 (out of 4)
"B" mystery from Warner has Detective Trees (Jerome Cowan) being hired by John Rhodes (Gene Lockhart), a man getting ready to run for Mayor but he finds himself being blackmailed. It turns out that Rhodes threatened to kill his blackmailer and it was overhead by a crow (!?!) who might be evidence if the man ends up being killed. So the detective must now try to track down not only the crow but soon others are getting in on the mystery. The story to this short never makes any sense but I guess one should expect that since the entire thing is solved in a very short 55-minutes. Most of these "B" mysteries were very short in regards to running time but this one here can't even crack the hour mark but this here is probably a good thing since the story doesn't make much sense and I'm sure had it gone on any longer then it really would have lost its entertainment value. I think for the most part this is a pleasant enough of a film so fans of the genre will at least be caught up in the rather bizarre story. There are so many obvious questions that will pop up in your head including how much evidence any court would take from the eyewitness being a talking crow. I mean, do you really think this talking bird would get someone convicted? Even sillier is how everyone appears to be coming up with their own ideas on who the killer is and what motive he/she must have. For the most part Cowan does a nice job in the lead as he's dorky enough to where you can believe he's this detective that no one wants and the actor also has some nice comic timing that comes in handy. Lockhart is terrific as usual and we get a nice performance from Faye Emerson playing one of the bad guys. The entire detective/bird thing will obviously have film buffs thinking of THE MALTESE FALCON and sure enough Cowan had a brief part in that Bogart classic. He must have payed close attention on how to play a detective and while the end results are far from a classic, this movie at least will keep you entertained if you have an hour to kill.
Jerome Cowan as private-eye D. L. Trees, and his secretary, Pandora Pines (played by Marjorie Hoshelle) can't match the acting of Powell and Loy. And the writing and screenplay here are definitely second tier. But Cowan and Hoshelle give it their best, and the film is at least entertaining. Even with some plot holes and guess work that doesn't gel with what the audience sees.
One interesting faux pas I noticed in this film is when Trees discovers the body of the murder victim. He then kneels down and proceeds to touch and handle various things - a broken lightbulb by its base, a drink glass, the coffee table. That's a no-no at a crime scene that Powell's Nick Charles and any savvy private-eye would never do. Well, as I said, it's a second-rate job all around.
Here's my favorite exchange of dialog in this film.
D. L. Trees, "Oh, don't bother me. I'm thinking." Pandora Pines, his secretary and girlfriend, "Uh, uh. You just think you're thinking." Trees, "If you really wanna know, I'm thinking how I'm gonna pay your salary." Pandora, "I have it. I'll lend you the money." Trees, "That ain't funny, Magee. Now be quiet. I'm listening to the radio."
Did you know
- TriviaReleased at a mere 55 minutes, this was one of the shortest feature films released by Warner Brothers in 1943. Warner Brothers would soon abandon production of B-pictures such as this one.
- GoofsWhen Trees is in the Westmore Hotel room with Rhodes and Hickey, he is pacing back and forth with his hands inside the pockets of his trousers. But on the following cut, he is now pacing with his hands inside the pockets of his suit jacket.
- Quotes
D.L. Trees: Now be quiet, I'm listening to the radio.
Pandora Pines: You, listening to jive? You don't even know what a hep cat is.
D.L. Trees: Sure I do. It's a cat that heps.
Pandora Pines: [rolls eyes]
- ConnectionsSpoofs Le faucon maltais (1941)
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- $81,000 (estimated)
- Runtime55 minutes
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- 1.37 : 1