The entries is this series are pretty much alike. Nancy Drew (Bonita Granville), a teen-aged girl, finds some mystery in Riverside Heights and pursues it, despite the warnings of her father and friends, to its happy end. Everything is shot on the cheap on the Warner's back lot.
The startling feature of this film, and the others, is Bonita Granville. While not strikingly attractive, she has what might be called a presence. Oh, she overacts outrageously but so does everyone else.
But she flits from place to place like a hummingbird, flounces flouncing, both hands held in the air like Fred Astaire, whipping along, subject to speech pressure like a hypomanic. Except when whispering -- "There's a hidden door somewhere." And even that deserves an exclamation point which I refuse to give it.
Her friend, confidant, and unwitting fool, is Ted Nickerson, a gawky adolescent boy, who was only featured in one film, "Ted Nickerson Discovers His Fist." Nancy Drew inveigles him into so many questionable enterprises, after most of which he winds up humiliated, and she shows so little interest in him, that at some point he must ask himself, "What have you done for me lately?" Oh, Ted. You poor schmuck. Another few years and you'd be wearing a brown uniform in a brown milieu while Nancy was back home forgetting all about you.
The startling feature of this film, and the others, is Bonita Granville. While not strikingly attractive, she has what might be called a presence. Oh, she overacts outrageously but so does everyone else.
But she flits from place to place like a hummingbird, flounces flouncing, both hands held in the air like Fred Astaire, whipping along, subject to speech pressure like a hypomanic. Except when whispering -- "There's a hidden door somewhere." And even that deserves an exclamation point which I refuse to give it.
Her friend, confidant, and unwitting fool, is Ted Nickerson, a gawky adolescent boy, who was only featured in one film, "Ted Nickerson Discovers His Fist." Nancy Drew inveigles him into so many questionable enterprises, after most of which he winds up humiliated, and she shows so little interest in him, that at some point he must ask himself, "What have you done for me lately?" Oh, Ted. You poor schmuck. Another few years and you'd be wearing a brown uniform in a brown milieu while Nancy was back home forgetting all about you.