The Gracie Allen Murder Case

Willard Huntington Wright, the goateed, urbane former editor of "The Smart Set" had carved himself a successful cottage industry with his nom-de-plume, S.S. VanDine and THEIR urbane creation, detective Philo Vance in the 1920's and 30's both on the page and the screen. Wright/VanDine shopped Vance through a variety of studios and actors, with two actors becoming particularly identified with the creation - William Powell, before deserting Vance for Dashiel Hammett's even better crafted light comic detective, Nick Charles (did Hammett take the hint from VanDine's wildly popular KENNEL MURDER CASE to give Nick and Nora Charles their clue sniffing wire haired terrier, Asta?), and the screen's original Perry Mason, William Warren who tried to hold his own opposite Gracie Allen in this effort.

Wright was nearer the end of a fairly illustrious career than he probably realized when, just after Christmas of 1937 according to John Loughery's 1992 biography ("Alias S.S. Van Dine - The man Who Created Philo Vance"), he agreed for $25,000 (in 1937 dollars) to supply Paramount Pictures a 3,000 word outline of a Philo Vance mystery to star Gracie Allen and, it was assumed, her husband and straight man, George Burns. Burns would bow out after seeing the first draft of the screenplay. Paramount (Nat Perrin would be credited with the disastrous screenplay) could do anything they liked with Van Dine's outline (and indeed they did) while he went his own way and published his novel based on the original outline.

To Van Dine's chagrin, Paramount felt HIS version had too much Philo and not enough Gracie, though there's little to prove that in this film with Gracie Allen (being hilariously "Gracie" for her many fans) blindly incriminating every innocent person she cares about, and nearly destroying Philo's determined investigation (she insists on calling him Fido, no matter how often corrected).

Perhaps the FUNNIEST thing in the film is William Warren's ever higher arched eyebrows as Gracie butts in over and over - very nearly getting both of them killed in the process.

In any case, the film was made and Van Dine made his "novelization" (retaining his George Burns character from the original outline). Both movie - opening in New York June 8, 1939 - and book flopped, but Van Dine went on that year to do one MORE Philo Vance mystery (this time prompted by an offer from Fox Films for him to build a Philo Vance novel around their latest star, Olympic champion skater Sonja Henie, to be filmed later). The mystery was called "The Winter Murder Case" and was in its final stages of pre-publication when Van Dine succumbed to a heart attack on April 11, 1940.

There would be one more posthumous Philo Vance movie from Warner Brothers (CALLING PHILO VANCE - a lesser remake of THE KENNEL MURDER CASE), and three from a poverty row studio in 1947, but THE GRACIE ALLEN MURDER CASE would be the last during Van Dine's lifetime and with his direct participation. Fox reworked Van Dine's last story - omitting Vance entirely(!) - to make the "Sonja Henie Murder Case" (the name they had originally wanted for "The Winter Murder Case") as SUN VALLEY SERENADE!

How much you enjoy THE GRACIE ALLEN MURDER CASE will entirely depend on how much you like the wacky charms of Gracie Allen. Set yourself up with a couple Burns and Allen shorts before hand and it is certainly wacky fun for fans - but for solid 30's mystery fans, it borders on the painful. Paramount's Perrin threw motivations and clues - anything that couldn't be mangled by Gracie's unique sensibility - out the window.

The peripheral pleasures are VERY peripheral but undeniable. Gracie gets to sing most pleasantly a Frank Loesser song ("Snug As A Bug In A Rug" - it was published with all "Gracie's" confused lyrics intact) which you WILL have trouble getting out of your mind, and there's a good deal of wonderful Loesser ("Two Sleepy People" especially) in the background. Some lines - like Gracie's flat insistence that "cigarettes never hurt anyone" - meant with specific plot related comic irony in the film - play with decidedly macabre overtones today!

The film which taught Gracie NEVER to appear on screen without George (and she never did after this semi-fiasco) is still fun for fans, but if you want to see comic stars in unexpected settings, better you should track down a copy of the similarly flawed, but on the whole more satisfying LOVE THY NEIGHBOR - also from Paramount, a year later - in which their promising starlet Mary Martin joins established stars Jack Benny and Fred Allen in a film extension of their famous radio "feud."

Martin's entirely delightful Paramount films are now entirely overshadowed by her later Broadway triumphs . . . the stunning success Burns & Allen had on radio and (from 1950 to 1958) on television situation comedy has largely overshadowed their brief film career (George and Gracie with Fred Astaire and Gershwin music were delightful in the DAMSEL IN DISTRESS two years earlier) and especially THE GRACIE ALLEN MURDER CASE, but an occasional exhumation of the corpse may be worth it for true fans and the curious.

The Gracie Allen Murder Case starts out as a delightfully silly parody with plenty of Allen's trademark nonsensical quips. By about 45 minutes in you want so badly to slap her into silence it almost ruins the movie. Justifiably (thank god), so do her costars who basically tell her to shut up. In a 30 minute radio show she gets away with it, but in a feature film she eventually becomes as unwelcome as any obnoxious character does. Sorry to say... The supporting players are all well suited to the script, which is well written except for the overabundance of Gracie's big mouth. I don't know what sort of reviews it got upon release, but mine is 3 out of 10, and that's being generous.

Everyone dislikes this picture. Especially George Burns, who had the good sense not to appear in it. (His part was re-written to accommodate Kent Taylor). Gracie, of course, was stuck. Her good friend, S.S. Van Dine, had written the novel just for her. So who else could play the title role? ZaSu Pitts? Billie Burke? Perhaps Alice Brady might have given it a twirl had she not gone all serious in In Old Chicago.

Well, actually, on approaching the movie a second time, I found it not so bad after all. Not riotously funny, mind, but tolerably entertaining at worst and quite enjoyable at best. The climax is even reasonably suspenseful.

Production values generally come well up to the mark. The support cast is great. Warren William (who played Vance in 1934's Dragon Murder Case) makes a delightful straight man, Ellen Drew impresses as the heroine, H.B. Warner has a grand time as the lawyer, and it's hard to ignore Jerome Cowan as the slimy Mirche.

Aside from its over-extended, hands-on fade-out, Green's direction has enough pace to overcome most of Gracie's flat-footed business and dialogue. And although we are blinded by an outpouring of light every time the camera focuses on the said Miss Allen, photographer Charles Lang does manage more than a few pleasingly atmospheric effects.

This film's been getting trashed pretty hard, which is a shame because it's actually a lot of fun and Gracie Allen shines in it. OK, so it's not the most complicated mystery, but it does have some suspenseful moments, especially the climax which gives new meaning to cigarettes being hazardous to your health. The film's real charms come from Gracie Allen, whose scatterbrained antics generate a lot of laughs. Warren William is also perfect reprising his role of Philo Vance (Fido, to Gracie) and hilariously playing straight man to Mrs. George Burns.

I'd advise anyone who panned this film to give it another chance. You may be surprised.

When I first heard there was a murder mystery starring Gracie Allen I was very excited, both because I love old comedy-mysteries and because I love Gracie. I assumed this was something created in Hollywood, and was surprised to learn the creator of Philo Vance actually wrote a book featuring Gracie Allen.

Without Gracie Allen this would be a pretty forgettable movie with a bland detective, so it's good that Gracie is never off screen for more than about a minute. She is a constant, very funny presence, referring to Philo as Fido and insisting she knows a song only to turn it into a medley of songs that it is not.

George Burns always said that the success of Burns and Allen had far more to do with Allen than Burns, and this movie suggests he was right. Certainly Burns was a much better straight man than anyone Allen meets in the film, but Gracie doesn't really need much to work with; she's just really funny, and the script is full of wonderfully daffy lines.

It's a shame though, that there was never a Burns and Allen mystery, because Burns would have made a much better detective than the guy playing Philo Vance. Oddly enough, I've read that Burns is in the book in the character of the perfume guy, but suggested that character be excised from the movie. Don't know why.

Anyway, if you're a fan of Gracie this is prime Gracie. She's the only thing that makes this movie worth watching, but she makes it very worth watching indeed.