RED SKELTON WHISTLING COLLECTION (MGM 1941, 42, 43) Warner Archive Collection
Whistling with
the likes of Red Skelton is to observe a master comic plying his craft with the
nimblest slights of dialogue, giddy, absurd and peppering our appreciation for
good humor with scathing double entendre. By the time Skelton donned the
persona of Wally 'the Fox' Benton in S. Sylvan Simon’s Whistling in the Dark (1941) the story was already twice removed
from its source material. The original Broadway 1932 play had been such a smash
that it was quickly turned into a middling film the following year. Undaunted by
the previous film's lackluster performance, MGM dusted off this time honored
chestnut and gave it to Skelton - then a rising star on their back lot. The
results: sheer comedic poetry - a laugh-a-minute festival of the obtuse.
It is
important to note that although solving crimes is part of the mélange of these
movies the crimes themselves are incidental - or generally speaking, unimportant.
The screenplay for Whistling in the Dark
by Robert MacGunigle, Harry Clork, Alber Mannheimer, Eddie Moran and Elliot
Nugent is a patchwork of one liners and warhorse stage humor that make short
shrift of the thriller aspects in Lawrence Gross/Edward Childs play. In Whistling in the Dark Wally (Skelton)
is a radio personality perennially engaged to sweetheart, Carol Lambert (Ann
Rutherford). Carol is jealous of the sponsor's daughter, Fran Post (Virginia
Gray) - a contrivance soon jettisoned when Wally gets himself kidnapped by cult
leader, Joseph Jones (Conrad Veidt). Joe has led an exemplary life dedicated to
the cheap swindle, pitching phony religion to the feather-headed while
lightening their pockets at his out of the way religious retreat.
But when one
of his 'parishioners' dies, Joe learns that he will have access to her millions
once her only living heir - nephew Harvey Upshaw (Lloyd Corrigan) bites the
dust. To hasten the inevitable and get his hands on the money, Joe sends his
driver Sylvester (Rags Ragland) and henchman, Noose Green (Don Costello) to
kidnap Wally. Joe has decided from listening to Wally's latest broadcast that
he is the only one capable of concocting a diabolical murder plot that the
police will be unable to solve. To secure Wally's compliance, Joe also has his
goons take Carol and Fran hostage.
The rest of
the plot is inconsequential at best, with too many plausible loopholes in its
construction to be believed. Wally, Carol and Fran trade barbs and skulk around
Joe's religious retreat, biding their time with futile plans of escape while
Noose and Sylvester go after Upshaw, intent on carrying out whatever plot Wally
concocts. Whistling in the Dark was
so successful that MGM immediately green lit a sequel almost immediately, Whistling in Dixie (1942). If anything,
the crime story concocted by Nat Perrin, Wilkie C. Mahoney, Lawrence Hazard and
Jonathan Latimer is even more unremarkable this second time around. After Carol
gets a phone call from her old sorority sister, Ellamae Downs (Diana Lewis) she
convinces Wally to head to Georgia to solve the murder of Martin Gordon (Mark
Daniels) who was doing some sort of excavation at an old Confederate Fort.
Wally and
Carol are met at the station by Ellamae, her cousin Hattie Lee (Celia Travers),
her father, Judge George Lee (Guy Kibbee) and their driver, Chester Conway
(Rags Ragland) - Sylvester's twin brother. Having sent Sylvester to prison at
the end of the first movie, Wally is concerned that his twin harbours the same
murderous feelings toward him. On the contrary, Chester proves congenial and
harmless. But wait - Sylvester has escaped prison and is currently on his way
to the old southern plantation. Meanwhile Sherriff Claude Staggs (George
Bancroft) and DA Frank Bailey (Peter Whitney) are in cahoots to unearth a
buried treasure of real gold confederate coins - the real reason Gordon was
murdered in the first place. The plot of Whistling
in Dixie may be pure pulp. But the nonstop cavalcade of sharp shooting
jokes is smart and hilarious. At one point the narrative balances a case of
mistaken identity (Wally gets Chester and Sylvester confused) and a brawl
between Carol, Hattie and Ellamae that no man, much less Wally, can break up
with predictable, but riotous results.
As a
narrative, Whistling in Brooklyn
(1943) is the third and weakest of the three films. Wilkie Mahoney, Nat Perrin
and Stanley Roberts' screenplay doesn't even try to be clever, but instead
relies almost exclusively on Red Skelton's comedic brilliance to carry off what
can only be described as a convoluted mish-mash of a plot. Wally and Carol have
decided to get married. But before they can make it to the altar Wally is
accused of being 'Constant Reader': a terrorist who taunts the police with
letters that foreshadow upcoming crimes.
Jean Pringle
(Jean Rogers) is the reporter assigned to cover Wally's story. But she quickly
becomes part of the plot, being hunted by thugs loyal to DA Grover Kendell (Ray
Collins - entirely unsuitable as the heavy). To escape incarceration Wally
joins The Beavers; a professional baseball team who all sport very long beards
and are pitted against the Brooklyn Dodgers in a game that laughably goes awry
once Wally has shaved their star pitcher. Predictably, Wally solves the mystery
behind 'Constant Reader', leading Inspector Holcomb (Henry O'Neill) to a
retired tub moored at the Brooklyn docks where Kendell and the real Creeper
(Sam Levene) are hiding out.
Viewing these
films today is like a peering into a window from another more innocent time.
Skelton's comic genius is timeless to be sure. But he is surrounded by 40s
pastiche that attempts - mostly in vane - to set up and then dismantle the
premises of vintage film noir while standing the conventions of the crime
thriller on end. I never understood Wally's radio persona nickname 'The Fox'
since his character seems to howl more like a wolf. Oh well, a minor point, I
suppose. The rest of the cast, particularly Rags Ragland, are a veritable who's
who of bit players that really enjoy their fleeting moments of notoriety in
these otherwise one man shows dedicated to Skelton's brilliance as a comic. Ann
Rutherford is forgettable, but we catch glimpses of Eve Arden (Buzz Baker in
'Dark') and Lucien Littlefield (Corp. Lucken in 'Dixie') as well as other
memorable faces in support that make these films a loving catalogue of old
favorites paraded for our amusement and entertainment.
If you go into
any of the ‘Whistling’ movies with the premise that they are detective
thrillers with a comic edge (as, say, The
Thin Man series) you will be utterly disappointed. The 'Whistling'
trilogy is nothing more than a narrative excuse for the writers and Red Skelton
to pitch their hats and jokes on. Both the writers and Skelton do this
extremely well, like tossing horseshoes at the fair. And if you want to laugh
then the Whistling series definitely attains a high water mark that few films
past or present can lay claim to. These are fun flicks - though nothing more.
Warner Home
Video has made all three movies available in one MOD archive collection with
fairly impressive results. Whistling in
the Dark has obviously been the benefactor of some digital restoration
beforehand and the results are impressive. The gray scale is beautifully
balanced. The image is crisp and mostly free of age related artifacts. Contrast
levels are bang on. The other two movies in this collection don't fare as well,
but they're hardly write offs. Whistling
in Dixie's image is a tad softer but not deplorably so. Age related artifacts
are present throughout but these don't distract either. The last film in the
series also adds a modicum of edge enhancement and shimmering of fine details.
But again, these distractions are kept to a bare minimum. The audio on all
three movies is mono and adequately represented with minimal hiss and pop. The
only extra features are theatrical trailers for all three movies. Recommended!
FILM RATING (out of 5 - 5 being the best)
Whistling in the Dark 3.5
Whistling in Dixie 3
Whistling in Brooklyn 2.5
VIDEO/AUDIO
Whistling in the Dark 4
Whistling in Dixie 3
Whistling in Brooklyn 3
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