Private Detective 62 casts William Powell as a detective once again. But if you think you're going to see something on the order of Nick Charles or Philo Vance think again. Powell is playing one seedy gumshoe who through the circumstances of the Great Depression and the fact he's been deported back to America from France under indiscreet circumstances, he finds he's desperate for employment.
He works a few cons in this film, but the biggest is when Powell goes into partnership with peephole peeper Arthur Hohl and then the two are financed in their detective agency by gangster/gambler Gordon Westcott.
Westcott has a special job for them, to discredit and/or get money back that society woman Margaret Lindsay. But one sight of Lindsay and Powell has an attack of ethics.
Private Detective 62 has its moments, but Powell's ethics seem to be rather elastic here. He's not like his more famous detective roles and I think fans will be disappointed.
He works a few cons in this film, but the biggest is when Powell goes into partnership with peephole peeper Arthur Hohl and then the two are financed in their detective agency by gangster/gambler Gordon Westcott.
Westcott has a special job for them, to discredit and/or get money back that society woman Margaret Lindsay. But one sight of Lindsay and Powell has an attack of ethics.
Private Detective 62 has its moments, but Powell's ethics seem to be rather elastic here. He's not like his more famous detective roles and I think fans will be disappointed.