No Hands on the Clock(1941)

Chester Morris tries hard with this, but ultimately it's all just a bit too same-old. He is a PI who is despatched by his boss to Reno in Nevada with his brand spanking new wife "Louise" (Jean Parker) where he is supposed to track down a missing gent. Drinking only milk (wife hates the stuff) we now enjoy a series of light hearted escapades as they come across all and sundry - savoury and otherwise - on their hunt. To be fair, the writing doesn't let the thing hang about - but the constant banter between the couple becomes grating after a while, and there is something just a little to far fetched about the manner in which they get involved then extricate themselves from their dodgy scenarios. I like Morris' genial style of acting: laid back, charming, quick witted and this pair have a certain palpable chemistry as they made quite a few films together, but this one did very little for me, sorry.