Murder and comedy do mix; We learned that through Philo Vance, Nick and Nora, and various other amateur detectives who sneaked their way into screwball comedy in the 1930's. So in this neat little Universal second feature, there's quite a bit of it around. The opening sequence shows the hateful radio show sponsor Caesar Kluck (a delightfully imperious Breton Churchill) keep putting his foot in it, abusing the staff, sexually harassing pretty Nan Grey and insulting the talent on the show he sponsors. So when he turns up deader than a decapitated chicken, nobody is surprised, but the death at first appears to be from natural causes, not aided along by man. Grey, along with sound engineer Donald Woods, takes charge of exposing the truth which reveals a lot of suspects and some surprising clues. Of course, he gets no help from equally imperious radio station owner Jed Prouty who ironically was nowhere to be seen in the early scenes while Churchill was around. Prouty is very funny in a scene where he tries to keep the press at bay, insisting that there's no poison in the station's air conditioning system while being surrounded by fans, humidifiers and anything else that would remove anything toxic.
Moving along briskly with the frenetic surroundings of the radio station creating a lot of normal daily havoc in addition to the two murders which occur, this is a nice little surprise to find amongst the many mediocre low budge murder mysteries of the 1930's and 40's. Woods, a normally dull actor with little pizazz, adds some oomph to his sound engineer, getting in some good cracks at the expense of both Churchill and Prouty. Skeets Gallagher adds his usual plethora of subtle acidic comedy, while many other familiar faces (including a young Lee J. Cobb) pop up as well. There's even a Bing Crosby imitator thrown in for good measure. So while radio means very little to people today without cars, it once was the cheap way of receiving entertainment, and in this case, the Big Broadcast is a great way to spend an hour. You won't feel at all cheated.
Moving along briskly with the frenetic surroundings of the radio station creating a lot of normal daily havoc in addition to the two murders which occur, this is a nice little surprise to find amongst the many mediocre low budge murder mysteries of the 1930's and 40's. Woods, a normally dull actor with little pizazz, adds some oomph to his sound engineer, getting in some good cracks at the expense of both Churchill and Prouty. Skeets Gallagher adds his usual plethora of subtle acidic comedy, while many other familiar faces (including a young Lee J. Cobb) pop up as well. There's even a Bing Crosby imitator thrown in for good measure. So while radio means very little to people today without cars, it once was the cheap way of receiving entertainment, and in this case, the Big Broadcast is a great way to spend an hour. You won't feel at all cheated.