Crack-Up

Nice little B actioner with Peter Lorre as a spy named Gimpy who is a little nuts and Brian Donlevy as a pilot/inventor who sells out because he was ripped off over an invention of his. Donlevy's character's name is Ace Martin and boy you better get used to hearing that because I don't think there's more than three straight minutes in this movie where someone doesn't say his name. Not that you can blame them - it's a pretty cool name.

Worth a look for fans of the stars and anyone who loves seeing planes in old pictures. The scenes on the plane in the latter part of the film are the best parts. And remember: Gimpy needs your prayers it's true but save a few for Ace Martin, too. He only did what he had to do.

The first thing that needs to be said is that the title of this film dos not refer to a psychological crack-up. 'Crack-up' was the term used in the mid-1930s for an air crash, and towards the end of the film, there is such a crash. The whole film is based upon a new transatlantic airplane design developed in America. For some reason which is never made clear, its test flight across the Atlantic is meant to go to Berlin. Peter Lorre hangs around the airport and the hanger pretending to be an enthusiastic simpleton, holding and blowing a toy trumpet from time to time and saying that he is the mascot of the team developing the plane. Everybody tolerates him as an amusing eccentric. In reality, however, he is a spy who wants to steal the blueprints, which are locked in a safe. He is really a German Baron and runs an espionage ring which is based in a secret room in Chinatown. He is totally ruthless and shoots dead one of his own agents for making a mistake. Lorre has bribed the test pilot, played by Brian Donlevy, with $20,000 to hand over the blueprints to him. But first Donlevy has to trick his young assistant into stealing them for him from the safe because he has access every night as he waits for his fiancée to finish work in the main office. This film is based on a story by John F. Goodrich, who died at the age of 50 almost immediately afterwards, so that it was the last of his 42 film stories and scripts. (Probably the only one remembered today was his adaptation of Zane Grey's RIDERS OF THE PURPLE SAGE, of 1931). The film was directed by Malcolm St. Clair (1897-1952), who directed the original and non-musical 1928 film version of GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES, for which Anita Loos (such a fascinating and delightful woman, whom I knew when I was young) wrote her own screenplay; I have never encountered a copy of this original and would dearly love to see it, as Loos's novel is one of the funniest I have ever read, and as she did the script it must have been true to the humour and to the book. The film is an interesting period piece, showing common American attitudes towards espionage in the mid-thirties, and the consciousness of air technology's importance. (If only the Americans had known how far ahead the Nazis already were with their advanced aircraft designs and production, and how little they needed to steal any secrets from the backward USA at that time!) This film features a dramatic air crash into the Atlantic, with tense scenes between people as they bob on the waves trapped inside the fuselage, and the entire story moves at a good pace and is entertaining.

Did you ever wonder if the Kevin Spacey character in the Usual Suspects, Keyser Soze was done before? Well, it was. The Peter Lorre character, Colonel Gimpy (right down to the gimpy limp) is obviously the prototype for the Spacey character. It is interesting to note that not one critic from any of the online review services ever caught this before.

But IMBD has. We caught it when we saw this film, Crack-Up, starring Peter Lorre and Brian Donlevy. Make no mistake, this is a middling, poorly written film. especially in the second half of the movie. But the character of Colonel Gimpy is outstanding, and a fit model for Keyser Soze, decades later. Fascinating to watch just to see where the Keyser Soze character comes from.

In this absurd but entertaining spy thriller from 20th Century Fox and director Malcolm St. Clair, brilliant aviation mogul John Fleming (Ralph Morgan) has designed a new plane christened the "Wild Goose". He's planning on taking it for its first trans-Atlantic test flight soon, to be piloted by Ace Martin (Brian Donlevy) and his young partner Joe Randall (Thomas Beck). And then there's Colonel Gimpy (Peter Lorre), a sweet but mentally deranged cripple who the air crew allow to hang around as a mascot. Only not everyone is who they claim to be, and more than one of them have secret agendas. It all comes out during the test flight, one which not all will survive.

The double crosses and triple crosses pass into the realm of silliness long before the movie is finished, and the very ending is ridiculous, particularly the music used, but I still enjoyed this "B" feature, largely thanks to Peter Lorre's terrific performance as Colonel Gimpy. The toy plane special effects only add to the goofy fun.

This B-movie includes spies, murder and a thief trying to sell blueprints to a fancy new airplane....all things that sounds really exciting. Then HOW did the filmmakers drop the ball like they did and create a dud??

The story begins just before a new cross-Atlantic airliner is tested. Into the ceremony comes Colonel Gimpy (Peter Lorre) with some of the most amazing over-acting I've ever seen. Apparently, everyone at the airplane factory things he's a harmless old crank...little do they know that he's a spy seeking to steal the airplane with the help of the pilot, Ace Martin (Brian Donlevy). But the plan does NOT go as everyone expects and it leads to an overly long and bizarre ending which makes no sense....none at all.

What you have here is a B-movie made by a top studio (Twentieth Century-Fox). It has excellent production values, excellent acting (even Lorre's overacting) but what it doesn't have is a good script. It's a shame, as I like old aviation pictures...but this one really suffers from a script that goes no where in the second half of the film. How disappointing.