Crooner

Ah, for the good old days of simple story lines. "Crooner" follows the rise and fall of Ted Taylor, a small time band leader whose musicians are underpaid and getting restless until a drunk Guy Kibbee (in a surprisingly tiny role) tosses him a megaphone. Now when he sings, women swoon. But all the attention goes to his head and even his paramour, Ann Dvorak, is turned off. Unfortunately, David Manners in the title role isn't much of an actor and even worse as a crooner. Dvorak's a lot better and J. Carroll Naish as the nightclub owner stuck with paying Manners' escalating tab, is fine. Throw in Ken Murray (yeah, that Ken Murray) as a hustling publicist and if only Manners wasn't so stiff -- and his band so listless -- this would have been a lot more entertaining. Whether this was inspired by Rudy Vallee or Bing Crosby is anybody's guess. Not bad -- but shoulda' been better.

Musicals were wildly unpopular at this point in Hollywood, following a surfeit of leaden-camera efforts in 1929-1930, and until 1933's one-two punch of 42nd STREET and GOLD DIGGERS OF 1933 opened up the visual fantasy of the genre.

So this Warner's story of the rise and fall of a crooner and his college-band buddies is a musical, but it is set very clearly in reality, with a Warner's small-guy-against-the-world story. The effort is well directed, as you would expect, by Lloyd Bacon; the cinematography by Robert Kurrle -- he would die later in the year -- is constantly interesting -- he favors tight shots with a mobile camera to maintain constant composition -- and the acting -- well, it's 75-minute Warner Brother movie so everyone speaks their snappy dialogue as fast as a hockey commentator.

As for the songs themselves, they are decent and written by the real pros of the era, including Irving Cesar and Harry Warren. None are particularly memorable, in part due to the fact that they are all crooned through a megaphone by David Manners. The best role is Ken Murray as the agent/promoter of the high-hatting Manners.

The net effect is typical Warner's fare. It's highly amusing for people who love the stuff. More than good enough for me.

Teddy Taylor (David Manners) leads a struggling band looking for a big break. That break comes through serendipity when a drunk (Guy Kibbee) dances past the band stand and mockingly hands him a megaphone to project. In no time he's "making the charts and the girls are tearing him apart." With overnight success Teddy's demeanor goes from team player to prima donna causing a huge rift between him band members, agent and girl friend (Ann Dvorak).

Crooner is a rather benign story about the pitfalls of instant stardom and the virtues of humility. The handsome Manners is surprisingly effective in the transitioning and there's some light comedy and catchy tunes to keep one's attention. Still, I can't help but wonder if this is a veiled attempt to expose the out of control ego of one of the day's big time crooners. The megaphone prop would suggest Rudy Vallee but it was no secret back then that Bing Crosby dumped his back up band and went on to solo super-stardom.

Crooner (1932)

** 1/2 (out of 4)

David Manners (DRACULA) gets his first top-billing in this familiar rags to riches back to rags tale. In the film he plays Ted Taylor, a mediocre singer who rises to fame after a gag with a microphone makes him a hot pick. Soon the fame and money goes to Ted's head and he begins to hurt those around him including his girlfriend (Ann Dvorak). If you've ever seen this type of drama before then I'm sure you're not going to find anything original here as it follows the familiar story that we've seen countless times. What does make the film work is some nice music and some good performances by the cast. This is a Warner "B" picture that doesn't have the greatest screenplay but it does its job, which is to keep you entertained for 64-minutes. Manners, an underrated actor in my opinion, turns in a nice performance as the young punk who quickly gets in over his head. I thought Manners did a pretty good job with the more dramatic moments but he also managed to be quite funny when needed to be. Dvorak is also very good in her role and Ken Murray and J. Carrol Naish add fine support as the agent and club owner. The cinematography by Robert Kurrle is also pretty impressive for such a low budget film and he seems to enjoy swooping the camera in on the intended target and this really mixes quite well with the style of music being played. Those who aren't really fans of "B" pictures probably won't find anything here for them but if you like short, to the point films then this one here isn't too bad.

Crooner is the story of a bandleader who when the band singer is AWOL does his vocals and with megaphone that a drunk hands him. He becomes an overnight sensation and then let's it all go to his head.

David Manners plays our Crooner and the story is based quite obviously on Rudy Vallee. In fact Manners was a little too close to the real Vallee who probably considered suing.

I think it was a smart move to not have a singer in the part. You might wonder why he didn't have staying power like a Crosby or a Vallee. There are so many out there that are forgotten today who did have their brief moment of glory.

Manners gets good support from the two women in his life girlfriend Ann Dvorak and society girl Claire Dodd who picks up Manners because he was the flavor of that month. Also featured here are Ken Murray as an agent and J. Carrol Naish as a club owner.

Crooner is a quaint piece of depression era nostalgia.