A jockey expires under mysterious circumstances, bringing in an urbane doctor and his ditsy ex-wife.
Pretty good whodunit. But the real mystery is the reason for this copy cat version of the Thin Man, especially when it's running at the same time as After the Thin Man (1936). Oh well, just one more Hollywood mystery. I suppose the reason has something to do with a change of studios, from MGM to RKO.
Whatever the solution, the screwball formula works well. Powell and Arthur are both in fine form, along with a fairly colorful cast of supporting players. Actually, the whodunit part is not really played up in a rather complicated screenplay. As expected, the real emphasis is on the two droll leads as they trade snappy dialog in sophisticated fashion. The results come through in highly engaging style. I guess my only remaining point is whether or not RKO has something against little Scottie dogs.
Pretty good whodunit. But the real mystery is the reason for this copy cat version of the Thin Man, especially when it's running at the same time as After the Thin Man (1936). Oh well, just one more Hollywood mystery. I suppose the reason has something to do with a change of studios, from MGM to RKO.
Whatever the solution, the screwball formula works well. Powell and Arthur are both in fine form, along with a fairly colorful cast of supporting players. Actually, the whodunit part is not really played up in a rather complicated screenplay. As expected, the real emphasis is on the two droll leads as they trade snappy dialog in sophisticated fashion. The results come through in highly engaging style. I guess my only remaining point is whether or not RKO has something against little Scottie dogs.