Overlooked Films: The Thin Man TV series (1958-59)

While digging through boxes in my storage unit the other day, I came across tapes of a few old episodes of The Thin Man TV series. I remember recording these ten or so years ago, when TNT occasionally showed one in the middle of the night. Well, being in a Hammett frame of mind, I naturally hauled them home for another look-see.

After watching three episodes, all from early in the first season, I was ready to write them off as terrible. As Nick, Peter Lawford displayed all the humor and charm of a clothes dummy. He seemed to be sleep-walking through the part, delivering his lines in a dull monotone and never cracking a smile. Phyllis Kirk (whom I remember best as TV's first Lois Lane - Oops, my mistake. See comments.) seemed to be at least trying to display a personality, but she too fell flat. The only comic relief came from the antics of Asta, by far the best actor of the three.

But I had several more episodes, so I tried one more. And struck gold. (Well, maybe not gold, but at least silver.) The episode is called “The Cat Kicker,” and came from late in the second - and final - season, in 1959.

Somehow, Lawford and Kirk have grown personalities. They smile, they tell jokes, they make faces at each other, and Lawford ever does some William Powell-like physical gags. It’s as if the director forced them to watch one of the Powell-Loy Thin Man movies and said, “Now, do that!”

Lawford and Kirk are nowhere near as good as Powell and Loy, of course, but in this episode they’re trying hard, and for the first time I could actually think of them as Nick and Nora. It didn’t hurt that Don Rickles was one of the guest stars, playing a cabbie, but there was enough comedy without him. And I don’t remember Asta appearing at all.

As for the story, no cats are kicked. Rickles the cabbie delivers a babe wearing nothing but a nightgown and fur coat to the Charles’ apartment because she’s lost her memory, and he thinks Nick can help her (or at least pay the cab fee). She, naturally, gets flirty with Nick, and Nora gets jealous. A sub-plot, which of course dovetails with the amnesiac plot, involves Nick and Nora auctioning off a day of their services for charity.

So. I now know the entire series didn’t suck, and I’ll be watching the rest of my episodes hoping for another gem. What I want to know now is - why isn’t this series available on DVD? It ran for 72 episodes, and even at it’s worst, it’s good as some of the dreck now being reissued.

More Overlooked Films at SWEET FREEDOM.

A fan visits the Thin Man set.

Nick Charles Meets Philo Vance

A very cool 1934 trailer for The Thin Man.

Davy Meets The Thin Man

I’ve seen this movie too many times to count, but Davy caught it for the first time the other night, and hoo-boy was he impressed! He saw Nick Charles as a sort of 20th Century version of himself, a good-natured, wise-cracking hero in a fedora instead of a coonskin and packing a .38 instead of a longrifle. And he claims Myrna Loy is the spitting image of his Polly. If he second wife Elizabeth had looked like Myrna, says he, he might never have run off to the Alamo. Now I’ll have to show him the whole series.
Not that I mind, of course. Unlike most films, where once is plenty (or sometimes too much), these are movies I never tire of. It’s like listening to some of my favorite songs. They just seem to get richer and better with each playing, until every note is ingrained in my brain. There comes a time, of course, when I never have to play those songs again, because I can play them in my head whenever I want. But that hasn’t happened yet with the Thin Man movies, and ain’t likely to.
This serves as a reminder it’s time to read the book again, which I admire at least as much as the movie. As I haven’t had a case of Hammettmania in several years, I only recently heard there’s a previously unpublished, earlier draft of the story now in print. That certainly merits investigation. And there’s all those great Continental Op stories waiting for me in my old Dell Mapbacks. And all that stuff by Jonathan Latimer, Frederick Nebel, Norbert Davis, Carroll John Daly, Cleve F. Adams, Robert Reeves, Howard Browne, Richard Sale, Robert Leslie Bellem and others I have in storage. Could be it’s time for hardboiled revival in general. I have a feeling Davy will enjoy it.

The herald below has some fun stuff in the fine print. Click on the photo to see the BIG version.