No doubt some of today's young people (at least the less lascivious ones) will like these well made Nancy Drew programmers from the late 1930's, but they are likely best received by old geezers such as yours truly. That is geezers who just love cute, beautiful, sassy, exuberant, 16-year old Bonita Granville as Nancy Drew, just like the granddaughter they have or wish they had! Sweet, manipulative, cute little Nancy! I say little because she was short, even though built like a miniature Joan Blondell. She can twine her stern, dignified, swank attorney father (John Litel) around her pinkie with one hand tied behind her back and the fingers crossed -- just as easily as she could yours truly! Okay, it is a grandpa syndrome. I just love these little Nancy Drew movies, but the grouchy old wife, after watching the first picture of the series, finds Nancy silly, irritating, and fluffy, and furthermore refuses to watch any other.
Nancy Drew, Detective, the second of the four-picture series, is breezy, clever, fast moving, fast talking, light-hearted fun. Though assuredly a B-picture, it gets the same high-gloss production values from Warners as the others of the series. The sets are first-rate, even if the same ones are used in all four movies. Direction by William Clemens and cinematography by Arthur Edeson are "A" class, and Heinz Roemheld's florid original score propels the action along at a break-neck pace.The young actors who carry most of the load are kept on their toes by Warner's stable of superb character actors, led by the ever reliable Litel and including Thomas E. Jackson, as a tough city editor giving Nancy a bigger break as a reporter than he knows, and Olin Howland as the police sergeant who helps the kids get the goods on the bad guys. The lanky, 6-foot-plus Howland is hilarious in his disguise as a grumpy, elderly woman!
But it is the adorable and energetic Bonita who carries the picture, along with Frankie Thomas as Nancy's long-suffering, much-manipulated boyfriend Ted. In this picture the two teen sleuths get some bratty, tag-along help from Ted's horrid little sister (Mary Lee) and her equally obnoxious pal (Dickie Jones). Actually the brats are cute if you view them in the right light. This picture is more of a comedy than a mystery, and one of the best scenes occurs when Nancy, Ted, and the brats get in trouble at a Chinese restaurant and have to sing for their supper. It's a cute number if you're in the right mood. Astonishingly, Mary Lee, who was actually 15 but looked only ten, had a voice like a chain-smoking, thirty-six year old torch singer! Bonita could sing, too, the adorable, little cutie!
Nancy Drew, Reporter is primarily for fun. I probably rated it higher than I should have. Certainly not Accademy Award material. But a delight from beginning to end. An enduring example of how the big studio systems of Hollywood's Golden Era could turn out good-looking, entertaining pictures while only half-way trying.