36 Hours to Kill

Eugene Forde directs this low budget "gangster" gem which proceeds predictably enough until we get to the climax which has sufficient twists & turns to separate it from the norm & maybe even satisfy a Hitchcock fan or two. But what really separates this film from not only the B film but any film is the abundant use of humor. In addition to some pretty corny but ofttimes amusing gags involving Warren Hymer as Hazy (aka Mr Metropolitan to the little girl who wants to be read to) we have what I would call a runaway Stepin Fetchit. Mr Forde lets him have his way as the Pullman porter mumbling through scene after scene trying to accomplish his job while others have different ideas of what he should be doing. In fact, I would recommend this film to anyone who has not seen Stepin Fetchit or anyone who enjoys a laugh or two while digesting their gangster/romance/drama film appetite.

A clever mix of comedy and crime drama turns this B programmer into a unique film experience. There's sparks between federal agent Brian Donlevy and reporter Gloria Stuart as she exposes him for a phony on a long train trip where they encounter criminals Douglas Fowley and Isabel Jewell and assorted other characters, including bumbling criminal Warren Hymer, process server James Burke and slow drawl porter Stepin Fetchit in their efforts to crack the crime ring and get the scoop. It's entertaining but insignificant, although a real treat to see the young Gloria Stuart 60 years before she reboarded "the Titanic". Everybody gets to share in the pratfalls and wisecracks, although I could have done without the cloying cuteness of Little Miss Moppet, as played by Gloria Carpenter and Stepin Fetchit's overly stereotypical subservient slow thinking black man.