Olá, Nellie!

Muni takes a break from all the heavy-breathing dramas he was turning out at Warners for this lively newspaper yarn, which takes an odd turn about halfway through. At first it's a "Front Page"-style comedy, complete with bustling newsroom, huffy editor, and speedy copy boys. Muni's demoted from managing editor for mishandling a story and relegated to taking over Glenda Farrell's lonely-hearts column (see also Montgomery Clift in "Lonelyhearts," a couple decades later). Oddly, these two bickering reporters don't romance each other. After being miserable in his new position and getting self-pitying drunk, he braces up and becomes the world's greatest lonely hearts reporter (thus all the "hi, Nellie!" mirth, which comes off today as homophobic and unkind). But then we transition into a convoluted newspaper drama, with Muni and the newsroom-a fine Warners bunch, with Donald Meek, Ned Sparks, Douglas Dumbrille-chasing down a missing executive and pursuing an unlikely course through Houston Street, Little Italy, and Greenwood Cemetery. It becomes less interesting, but Mervyn LeRoy, working at a furious Warners pace, keeps it brisk, there's a swell deco supper club set with a full-size carousel, and even the main-credits theme is memorable. Not top-drawer Warner Brothers, then, but enjoyable middle-drawer.