"Code Two" is a film that lost money at the box office. Despite that as well as a few clichés in the story, it's a dandy film and worth your time.The movie follows a trio of men, particularly Chuck O'Flair (Ralph Meeker), from the police academy to their first assignment in Los Angeles. Chuck is a very stereotypical guy--much like the sorts of guys William Haines played in the 1920s and 30s. In other words, he is very skilled but even more full of himself! And, when it comes to women, he thinks they'll all swoon at his boorish ways. However, his obnoxious veneer is challenged when his partner is murdered on the job...and Chuck not only blames himself but insists on tracking down the killers.This film runs at under 70 minutes and its stars are Meeker and Keenan Wynn...minor stars but typical of the sorts of assignments they'd get from the studio. Look past how obnoxious the writer made Chuck (that is a major problem in the film) and you'll be able to enjoy a decent cop film.

This crime drama with smidgens of elements of film noir in it starts off as a view of the training that motorcycle policemen go through before being sent out onto the road. That takes up almost half of the film's very short running time, and by the time the rookie (Ralph Meeker) is on the road, he's only got one crime here to deal with, that of the capture of a gang of smugglers who killed another rookie and left him dead in the middle of the highway.For the first half, exposition is the theme, and you get lots of training footage and arguments between Meeker and one of his trainers (Keenan Wynn, who also narrates). Once the plot thickens, then the action really occurs, the murder of the cop actually pretty brutal and the discovery of who is behind it very clever. The conclusion is also very graphic, involving a tub of lye that threatens to instantly dissolve whatever lands in it. For that, the film is worth putting up with the slow first half, which makes it seem as if this was intended as the start of a "B" series which never took off.

By 1953 Hollywood's biggest threat was television, much like radio had been in the twenties. Films were coming up with different gimmicks, like 3D and widescreen ie Vista Vision etc but television came up with some interesting ideas as well, like the proliferation of realistic police shows such as "Dragnet" (which actually was developed from the noir movie "He Walked By Night"). It seemed that every crime division had a series - "Racket Squad", "Federal Men", "Decoy" had Beverly Garland as an undercover cop and there was even a "Code 3" series which was a nitty gritty show on police procedure that producers hoped would compete with "Dragnet" - but it didn't.This movie starts with some graphic scenes of the aftermath of crashes, some statistics and some grim commentary - "this woman was on her way to the beauty parlour - she won't be so beautiful now", then the titles come up, trying to fool the cinema audience into thinking that they were watching a movie length "Dragnet" - but they were not fooled for long. This film was a tribute to the motorcycle cop and after 20 minutes showing the basic training of the rookie cop, it soon got bogged down in their personal lives - until the last 20 minutes. There are three buddies, Russ Hartley (Robert Horton), happily married but who can't bring himself to tell his wife he has applied for motor cycle duty, Harry Whenlon (Jeff Richards) whose father was killed in the line of duty and O'Flair (Ralph Meeker) a wise guy and skirt chaser. Keenan Wynn plays tough but fair Jumbo Culdane who can see O'Flair has the makings of a good cop.It takes the death of Whenlon for O'Flair to come to his senses and the last part of the film has all the action as he tracks down and follows the cattle truck to it's destination. There are a couple of realistic fights and a shoot out all played out around a vat of quick lime. William Campbell, billed as "the killer" is not so lucky - he is one of the first to go. There is a pretty cheesy ending as luscious Elaine Stewart, whose performance in the film should have been a kick start to better things, promises to visit O'Flair in hospital again, but two seconds later he proves he has not lost his sleazy ways as he quickly chats up a nurse.Sally Forrest, who had the very thankless role of Mary, Hartley's wife, was a discovery of Ida Lupino's and proved she was up to the high dramatic performances in some of Ida's ground breaking films. However when Ida stopped directing, Sally became just another pretty leading lady and "Code Two" was the beginning of the end. The rest of the cast was made up of actors who would make their own name in TV (Robert Horton, Chuck Connors in a bit part) and James Craig, probably hoping this would lead to a comeback.With his easy going style (usually hiding psychotic tendencies) and his natural acting, it was hard to believe Ralph Meeker was not a film veteran when he made this. He was a stage veteran though and went on to star in the Broadway production of "Picnic". I always thought he was the perfect "Alfred Hitchcock Presents" leading man, starring in the very first episode "Revenge".

The first half of this modest 69-minute movie tells, in semi-documentary fashion, of the training of rookie cops in early 1950s Los Angeles. Needless to say, all these rookies are white males but it's the "dated" quality of the movie which lends it a curiosity value as an artifact of its time. Police buffs should enjoy looking over the equipment, the uniforms, the training techniques, the investigation methods, etc.A let's-catch-the-cop-killers plot takes over in the second half. It's minor stuff but affords an opportunity to look over a cast soon to find greater success in TV westerns. There's Robert ("Wagon Train") Horton and Jeff ("Jefferson Drum") Richards and -- in a small part -- Chuck ("The Rifleman") Connors. Rounding out the cast of cops are Ralph Meeker and Keenan Wynn. There's a certain "fetish" appeal in seeing these men in boots and leather jackets and motorcycle pants, and Meeker, Horton, and Richards also do a "beefcake" scene by a lake where they appear in swimsuits. (Richards must have tipped the wardrobe department to give him the snuggest-fitting suit.) A few scenes appear to be shot on actual L.A. streets but much of it is recognizable as the MGM back-lot. Somewhere, on one of those hills, Robert Horton would soon be stripped to his shorts and tortured by North Korean guards in "Prisoner of War."Director Fred Wilcox later helmed the classic "Forbidden Planet."