Now, I have nothing but the utmost admiration for Mr. Dunning—his On the Air: The
Encyclopedia of Old-Time Radio is considered by many to be The
Hobby’s “Bible”—but I think his assessment of this series is a tad harsh.
Any detective program will pale in comparison to The Adventures of Sam Spade, a show that I consider the gold
standard of private-eye dramas, and to classify Casey as better than Mr. Keen, Tracer of Lost Persons is damning it with faint praise. The
only possible way to be entertained by Mr.
Keen nowadays is to enjoy it
as the camp classic it has since become, particularly the character of sidekick
Mike Clancy (“Saints preserve us, Mr. Keen!”), who just might possibly be the
most mentally challenged character in the history of OTR. (I mean, this is a
guy who makes Clem Kadiddlehopper look like Robert Oppenheimer.)
The origins of Jack “Flashgun” Casey can be traced to the 1930s
detective pulp Black Mask; the hard-boiled photojournalist was
introduced in the March 1934 issue by former newspaperman/ad exec George Harmon
Coxe. Coxe discussed the inspiration for Casey in a 1978 interview:
I had read and enjoyed the fiction exploits of reporters from time to
time, but I also knew that it was the photographer accompanying such newsmen
who frequently had to stick their neck out to get an acceptable picture…This is
turn meant that while the reporter with his pad and pencil could describe a
warehouse or dockside fire from a safe distance, the guy with the camera had to
edge far closer to get a negative that would merit reproduction. So why not
give the cameraman his due? If the reporter could be a glamorous figure in
fiction, why not the guy up front who took—and still does take (consider the
televised war sequences)—the pictures?
So radio audiences received a formal introduction to Coxe’s creation
over CBS Radio beginning July
7, 1943. The series was originally titled Flashgun Casey, but during its run it was also referred to as Casey, Press Photographer; Crime Photographer and Casey, Crime Photographer.
(Apparently Casey was ducking a few creditors.) Casey snapped photos for the
fictitious Morning Express, and often found himself cast in the role of
amateur sleuth by getting involved in the stories he covered. Many of the plots
had him stumbling across a clue in a photo he had taken (something the police
had overlooked), and with the help of fellow reporter—and romantic
interest—Annie Williams, they would inevitably bring the culprit(s) to justice.
What set Casey, Crime
Photographer apart from its radio crime drama competition was its
laid-back atmosphere, chiefly personified in its backdrop of Casey and Annie’s
favorite watering hole, The Blue Note Café. There, in between assignments, they
would engage in badinage with their philosophically sardonic bartender pal
Ethelbert, often to the melodious accompaniment of the Blue Note’s background
piano. Another factor in the show’s success was the first-rate scripting by
Alonzo Deen Cole (The Witch’s Tale),
who was responsible for adapting Coxe’s Casey character to radio. One reviewer
at the time credited Cole’s scripts with “wit and naturalism missing from many
radio thrillers.”
Matt Crowley was the first actor to tackle the role of Casey; then
replaced by Jim Backus (!) and finally Staats Cotsworth, a radio veteran who
also portrayed the title fourth-estate hero of NBC’s daytime serial Front Page Ferrell. The part of
Annie was essayed by many different actresses: Jone Allison, Alice Reinheart,
Lesley Woods, Betty Furness and Jan Miner were all heard at various times as
the photographer’s main squeeze. Ethelbert was faithfully played by John Gibson
throughout the entire run, and Captain Bill Logan—Casey and Annie’s contact on
the police force—was portrayed by Jackson Beck, and later Bernard Lenrow. The
Blue Note’s pianist was played by Herman Chittison for most of Casey’s run, but Juan
Hernandez and Teddy Wilson (formerly with the Benny Goodman Trio) were also on
hand to tickle the ivories from time to time.
“Self Made Hero” (7/17/47), the first of two programs that I listened
to at work last night, tells the story of a young man (Jack Grimes) named Jack
Clifside (one “f”), who suffers from a self-esteem problem—so much so that he
reports a fake shooting incident in an attempt to impress his shallow
girlfriend Myrna. The cops quickly ascertain that Jack is running a scam, and
are about to run the little crumb in when Casey intercedes on his behalf. When
Casey offers to have a talk with the vacuous Myrna on Jack’s behalf, the wacky
complications ensue, as witnessed in this exchange:
CASEY: Gimme a cup of black coffee, Ethelbert…
ETHELBERT: Okay, Casey…you want one, Miss Williams?
ANNIE: No thanks, Ethelbert…
ETHELBERT: Casey, you look like you got troubles…
CASEY (in disgust): Eh…
ANNIE: I’ll say he has, Ethelbert—in a neat red-headed package…trimmed with short skirts, and a pair of bobby sox…a hero-worship complex, and a…very unbashful personality…
CASEY: It isn’t funny, Ann…
(Annie giggles)
ETHELBERT: You’re talkin’ about a woman, huh?
CASEY: No, not a woman, no—a goofy seventeen year old that oughta be spanked…wish I had the nerve to do it…
ANNIE: She’s developed a crush on Casey—phones him at the office several times a day, and waits for him on the street so she can (sighs) gaze at him, and…sigh…
ETHELBERT: Casey, how did you get yourself into anything like that? You ain’t no cradle snatcher…
CASEY: Ethelbert, all I did was to call on her one afternoon last week in order to…uh…um…well, to try and square something for somebody else…
ETHELBERT: She isn’t the girl that Clifside kid set off the firecrackers on account of…?
ANNIE (giggling): That’s who…
ETHELBERT: Huh?
ANNIE: But Clifside doesn’t know yet that Casey squared things so beautifully…
(SFX: phone ringing)
ETHELBERT: Will you get it, Walter…?
WALTER: Yeah, sure…
CASEY: I put off telling him that…she won’t listen to anything that I say in his favor, because…well…he’s miserable enough as it is…you know, he phones me a couple times a day, too, Ethelbert—to ask how I’m making out with her…I can’t stall him much longer! Oh, I must have been nuts to get myself mixed up in something like this…
ETHELBERT: Okay, Casey…you want one, Miss Williams?
ANNIE: No thanks, Ethelbert…
ETHELBERT: Casey, you look like you got troubles…
CASEY (in disgust): Eh…
ANNIE: I’ll say he has, Ethelbert—in a neat red-headed package…trimmed with short skirts, and a pair of bobby sox…a hero-worship complex, and a…very unbashful personality…
CASEY: It isn’t funny, Ann…
(Annie giggles)
ETHELBERT: You’re talkin’ about a woman, huh?
CASEY: No, not a woman, no—a goofy seventeen year old that oughta be spanked…wish I had the nerve to do it…
ANNIE: She’s developed a crush on Casey—phones him at the office several times a day, and waits for him on the street so she can (sighs) gaze at him, and…sigh…
ETHELBERT: Casey, how did you get yourself into anything like that? You ain’t no cradle snatcher…
CASEY: Ethelbert, all I did was to call on her one afternoon last week in order to…uh…um…well, to try and square something for somebody else…
ETHELBERT: She isn’t the girl that Clifside kid set off the firecrackers on account of…?
ANNIE (giggling): That’s who…
ETHELBERT: Huh?
ANNIE: But Clifside doesn’t know yet that Casey squared things so beautifully…
(SFX: phone ringing)
ETHELBERT: Will you get it, Walter…?
WALTER: Yeah, sure…
CASEY: I put off telling him that…she won’t listen to anything that I say in his favor, because…well…he’s miserable enough as it is…you know, he phones me a couple times a day, too, Ethelbert—to ask how I’m making out with her…I can’t stall him much longer! Oh, I must have been nuts to get myself mixed up in something like this…
(Note: Jim Cox, in his invaluable reference Radio Crime Fighters,
mentions that an OTR trivia expert recalls that Walter—an employee in the Blue
Note’s kitchen—was often referred to but never heard on-air. “Self Made Hero”
puts that myth to bed, particularly since he has a line or two more after the
above scene, in which he informs Casey that the phone is for him.)
Jack is upset when he learns about Casey and Myrna, and vows to throw
himself off Lover’s Leap—Casey and Annie go after him, and the three of them
eventually end up witnessing a hit engineered by a notorious racketeer. The
program concludes with our boy Jack becoming a hero for real. “Photo of the
Dead” (7/24/47)
is another solid episode: a friend of Casey’s not only ends up dead but
swindled out of a hefty sum by a bogus swami. Annie then poses as a potential
client in order to smoke him out, and to get a nice exclusive for the paper in
the bargain.
For most of the series' run, Casey,
Crime Photographer was sustained by CBS—except for brief periods of
sponsorship by Anchor Hocking (1946-48), Toni Home Permanent (1948-49), and
Philip Morris (1949-50). The show’s association with Anchor Hocking is
particularly noteworthy in that most of this series’ extant episodes
(approximately 70 or so) were obtained from transcriptions saved by the glass
company. The Anchor Hocking episodes often feature an opening billboard
spotlighting the show’s characters:
CASEY: You know, Ethelbert—you and I have a good chance to be famous…
ETHELBERT: How’s that, Casey?
CASEY: Well, I figure if a man’s known by the company he keeps…
ETHELBERT: Yeah?
CASEY: …then he ought to be known by the company that keeps him…
ETHELBERT: That makes sense…
CASEY: And the company that keeps us is…
ANNOUNCER (Tony Marvin): Anchor Hocking! The most famous name in glass…
ETHELBERT: How’s that, Casey?
CASEY: Well, I figure if a man’s known by the company he keeps…
ETHELBERT: Yeah?
CASEY: …then he ought to be known by the company that keeps him…
ETHELBERT: That makes sense…
CASEY: And the company that keeps us is…
ANNOUNCER (Tony Marvin): Anchor Hocking! The most famous name in glass…
Casey, Crime Photographer left CBS Radio November 16, 1950—and enjoyed a brief
live television run (with Miner and Gibson in their radio roles) from April 19, 1951 to June 5, 1952. (Casey was
originally played by Richard Carlyle, but was replaced by a young Darren
McGavin two months later.) The series then returned to radio January 13, 1954, and hung on for
another year before finally getting the axe April 22, 1955—the same day that Mr. & Mrs. North and Mr. Keen also turned in their gumshoes.
I have to confess, though; when I first listened to Casey, I didn’t care for it much but the more shows I
previewed, the more I became a convert. Strong characterizations and good
scripting have made this OTR detective series a genuine winner.
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