GRIEF STREET. Chesterfield, 1931. Barbara Kent, John Holland, Dorothy Christy, Crauford Kent, Lillian Rich, James P. Burtis, Larry Steers. Screenplay: Arthur Hoerl. Director: Richard Thorpe.

   A noted Broadway actor is found strangled in his dressing room. There is only the one door, and it was under observation by the stage doorman from the time the man entered until his body was found. While the cops are quite visibly busy enough, most of the investigation follows a reporter around (stalwartly played by John Holland).

   The fellow’s nose for news primarily (and most notably) comes up with a young actress (saucily played by Barbara Kent) who has been let go from the current production but who seems strangely determined to keep hanging around.

   There are a lot of players in this aged pre-Code production, and a lot of romantic playing around has been going on, or so it turns out. It is difficult to keep all of this straight, but if you keep your eye on where it needs to be, you may well deduce how the deed was done. Nevertheless I have my doubts you will remember who the killer is when at last his or her identity is uncovered. It’s that kind of mystery, and one not particularly recommended.