Matt B. from GETZVILLE, NY
Reviewed on 12/6/2010...
Dick Tracy Meets Gruesome
65 minutes/ B & W/ 1947
Open-minded and tolerant, I think it is improper to take too seriously movies that are based on comic strips, whether it be John Constantine or The Simpsons or, in the case of today's movie under review, Dick Tracy. I mean, creator Chester Gould firmly places himself in the long if low tradition of using funny names, naming scientists A. Tomic and I. M. Learned and a taxidermist Y. Stuffem.
Indeed, this 1947 movie calls to mind the action serial with its standard incompetent sidekick (Pat Patton, played by Lyle Latell) and goofy-looking and acting villain (X-Ray, played by Skelton Knaggs). More action movie than hard-boiled noir, it features the gun play and car chases of crime thrillers and the silly effects of old science fiction movies. A gang of criminals abuses a chemist's formula for a nerve gas that temporarily paralyzes anyone unlucky enough to breathe it. Instead of slumping to the floor in a faint, the victims go into a state of suspended animation. One guy freezes while opening his suit coat, another is caught in mid-sneeze. My inner seven-year-old felt mild amusement at such antics, though he did wonder why when they came out of their state after 12 minutes, no physical side effects were apparent, nor did they notice that they experienced missing time.
Boris Karloff puts in a fine performance as antagonist, Gruesome. He keeps his face flat, delivering cruel expressions with his eyes and mouth. He also does odd things with his voice, giving vicious ultimatums and sarcastic cracks tonelessly, which somehow has hints of culture and breeding, as if he were an English Duke's highly educated son gone decidedly off the rails simply because evil-doing was simply more amusing and whole lot unlike work. As usual, he uses his body too. He seems imposing, lumbering with a ex-convict's flabby softness but with a ramrod-straight spine, but he bounds through the sets with speed and agility.