With both Netflix and Turner Classic Movies, I’ve been catching up on a lot of old films.Though I read Dashiell Hammett’s The Thin Man years ago, I’d never seen the film version(or any of the sequels for that matter).
I quite enjoyed this light-hearted mystery adaptation. William Powell and Myrna Loy had that chemistry so easily working that many other film couples worked hard at but failed miserably. They could absolutely have been a long married couple with their joking banter, the care they felt for each other, anticipation of each other. It was all so smooth.
Their relationship actually pushed the mystery story into a secondary position. That’s okay.
Nick Charles didn’t really want to return to his detective roots. He enjoyed playing the idle rich boy too well. Nora thinks it would be a hoot and gradually, against his will, Nick gets pulled into the case.
Wynant, the eccentric inventor, was missing and believed to be a murderer. His daughter, seemingly the only sane member of the family, doesn’t think so. The bodies start to add up, each additional one being blamed on Wynant.
In a bow to the classic scenario, the Charles have a dinner party with all the suspects there, as well as a contingent of cops, where Nick ends up exposing the real killer.
After watching this film, I now want to see the other five. I’ve read that they had varying degrees of success.