In the 1940s, Monogram made a ton of cheap detective films. They not only took over the Charlie Chan series from Twentieth Century- Fox, but made many, many series and standalone private detective films. They were all quickly made and were also a tad cheesy--but most of them were also fun B-movies that are enjoyable if you are willing to cut them some slack. After all, they weren't meant to be anything more than escapist entertainment.Among the most obscure and least interesting of the Monogram detective films that I've seen is "Cosmo Jones, Private Detective". Now it isn't terrible--and fans of the genre will probably enjoy it well enough. But it also has many shortcomings--the biggest of which is the leading man, Frank Graham ('Cosmo') has less charisma than a moldy orange. It also lacks the laughs you find in many of them. Even with Edgar Kennedy and Mantan Moreland on hand as comic relief it never seemed funny, just forced.The story begins with Cosmo introducing himself to the police and announcing he's a detective...because he took a correspondence course on the subject! Not surprisingly they tell him to get lost! But when an heiress is almost kidnapped yet she refuses to tell the truth about this*, Cosmo looks into the case and finds evidence that she WAS nearly killed in this attempt. Eventually, she really is kidnapped so it's up to our super-dorky hero to solve the crime. After all, we ALL know in these films that the cops are total incompetents!!*Why this woman refused to tell the police never really made a lot of sense.

This is below par crime drama focusing on a kidnapped socialite who was involved with criminals and an amateur detective's attempts to solve this crime while visiting the big city from the sticks. It's all pretty mild stuff with comic moments from Mantan Moreland as a malapropism filled janitor that the titled character (Frank Graham), especially when they encounter bumbling cop Edgar Kennedy. In fact, when it was all over, I pretty much had forgotten what I had just witnessed with the exception of Mantan's performance (especially every time he encounters a dead body). Moreland is one of those black character actors who can be amusing if you can get past the stereotypical dialog he was forced to say, but it takes a genius of an actor to make you laugh in spite of the current political atmosphere concerning the type of roles talented black actors were forced to take on. In all fairness, the gangsters are presented equally as stupid, and they all happen to be Caucasian. Overall, this isn't any different or any better or worse than the hundreds of low budget crime capers made during the late 1930's and 1940's, only that the presentation is very mediocre and other than a few minor moments of amusement, the result is a weak Z grade feature that doesn't hold up as well as others.

Based on a radio show this short (an hour) film is a bit of a meandering mess.the plot of the film has two gangs going to war and somehow in the middle of it all the daughter of an oil man is kidnapped. As the police try to solve the crime(s), Cosmo Jones, a genius and amateur criminologist forces himself into the case.This is a weird film where the title character doesn't show up for a quarter of the running time. When he does show up he sort of seems as if he were added into the mix for no good reason, with a young police Sargent taking the lead. Its not until into the second half of the film that he takes center stage. Another weird twist is Mantan Moreland who is listed fourth in the credits as a "star" and he only shows up close to the half way mark in a role that requires him to do little more than stand around for most of his screen time (I guess a pay check is a pay check).The problem is that the film wanders to and fro with out any real direction. Its starts off as a gangster story, shifts to the cops, shifts again to gang war film, turns again into a murder tale then swerves into the kidnap tale. Characters take center stage then fall to the background over and over again, not like in an ensemble film where there is ebb and flow, instead its like seeing a series of almost unconnected photographs. The result is a rather bland and un-involving movie, which is a shame since the film does have some genuinely good moments (the near torture of Moreland is horrifying in a very real way) and there are more than its share of funny lines.Not really worth seeking out, I'd pretty much let this one slide unless I ran across it on TV, in which case it would be worth taking a peak.

Two rival gangs start to declare war on each other, and an innocent bystander in the mix, Professor Cosmo Jones (a correspondence detective school graduate),decides to help the police stop the melee, much to the disappointment of the police captain. When a patrolman friend of Cosmo is investigated in a gang shooting and later kidnap of a key witness, Cosmo, friend Sgt. Flanagan, and Cosmo's partner Eustace unfold a plan to have the gang members wipe each other out. This one could have been somewhat better, but the plot outline for the movie probably didn't make for a long picture so a synopsis of the two gangs encounters with each other make for a 12-15 minute story where it would be at most a 90 second montage in a Warner Brothers movie of the same genre. Graham as Cosmo makes for an interesting character though, even I don't recognize what OTR program he ever appeared on. Kennedy & Moreland as usual make for good comic relief, but Cromwell's character seems to lifeless and usually halts the pace of the film in the scenes set around him. OK film for Monogram though. Rating- 4.